JSA Brownstone
*Caleb hadn’t been at the brownstone since shortly after the incident at Shadowcrest. He had meant to.. He was supposed to have been, but he had just been too busy. Between Corrine, various pet projects, and then contracting the plague, Caleb hadn’t had much in the way of free time since that fateful day when life became complicated.* Again.
*With a brief chuckle, he recalls the first time he approached these steps. Corrine had called him saying she had the Helm of Nabu, and that despite her random disappearance, she was alive and well. Caleb stopped by the next day, intent on preventing Corrine from making the mistake of joining a super-hero team. Within a week, he himself was offered a position as a consultant in Dr. Fate’s absence.* All’s well that ends well, I suppose.
*It felt weird just walking into the building, but he wasn’t a visitor anymore. After needing a few seconds to remember which way it was, Caleb proceeded down the hallway to Mr. Terrific’s office, and gently knocks on the door twice.*
*With a brief chuckle, he recalls the first time he approached these steps. Corrine had called him saying she had the Helm of Nabu, and that despite her random disappearance, she was alive and well. Caleb stopped by the next day, intent on preventing Corrine from making the mistake of joining a super-hero team. Within a week, he himself was offered a position as a consultant in Dr. Fate’s absence.* All’s well that ends well, I suppose.
*It felt weird just walking into the building, but he wasn’t a visitor anymore. After needing a few seconds to remember which way it was, Caleb proceeded down the hallway to Mr. Terrific’s office, and gently knocks on the door twice.*