Who:
Talon (
gourmetburgers) and
Owlgirl (
not-a-spoiler)
Where: Deep in the confines of Owlman's lair, now Talon's during this time.
Style: Any, as long as it's COOL.
Status: Closed, and backdated to moments before Somarium's transition to "normality" after Moon Cycle 20.
[The final stages were here. The QED, the ultimate weapon of mass destruction, the product of Owlman and Talon's collective craftsmanship was completed. Ready for detonation. Ready for the genocide of millions; the death of a world. It was everything to Talon, the only thing. What difference would it have made in a false universe, anyway? There was no Greater Good, nor Greater Evil, to be served here. Just the elimination of the unnecessary.
Talon stood on a platform, tapping on one keyboard of many on Owlman's supercomputer. He was programming just exactly how this explosion would play out, finalizing every loose end found in the data; perfecting perfection. That's all that it was for hours: computing to no end. Owlgirl, a tool to him all along, was ready to see the truth behind every atrocity of the Owlman family. But it wasn't going to be so easy. He wanted to see if everything that has happened would occur to her once she entered this room. Then, he would dispose of her. It sounded that easy.
Owlgirl was called up at the press of a button. A message of Talon's whereabouts and a prepared greeting was sent to her Dreamberry. Due to her faith in him, she would be there in no time flat!]