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The holo-image display was really a work of art. Robin was sighted practicing in the gym at the Happy Harbor base, taking his agility and flexibility to its legendary level (there were also several windows open of what looked like computer code to those who cared to look).
Kid Flash could be seen jumping hurdles at high speeds while trying to pull tricks to impress his audience (there was no one there, but the boy seemed to have taped up a poster of the Flash to watch him--something that the real Flash grinned wildly about).
A mission report from Ms. Martian and a live-feed image of the kitchen was up, though she wasn't present (there was the beginning of tendrils of smoke present, and J'onn was glad to see that his niece returned just in time to end it).
Aqualad was pictured outside the base, a book lazily perched in his hand (on the side of the holo-photo, there was text detailing the book and its contents).
Artemis could be seen practicing her marksmanship while in her civilian get-up, surrounded by other like-minded individuals (of course, it was noted that her accuracy varied outside its typical error-margins, on the side, in flickering script).
The last junior hero shown was Red Arrow who systematically took out a horde of men from a point atop a tower at the edge of some city's limits (Green Arrow tried to hide a soft smile, but a shove from Black Canary stopped him from pretending).
There were also an alarming amount that featured clips of the team near large, messy explosions, but they seemed to be largely disregarded.
"They have all improved," Red Tornado announced. "They are young, but adapt quickly." From there, the room exploded in chatter, and none of it was at all constructive to making the team more functional (surprisingly).
"Look at my little speedster go!" Flash slammed a palm down on the table, looking to all the world like a proud father. "Soon, he'll be vibrating through walls like his ol' uncle."
Aquaman nodded, a proud look directed at the images of his partner, "I am similarly pleased with my partner's progress. He is a warrior that makes Atlantis and it's people proud."
"Red's still an Arrow, Di, look at him. Knocking them down like a bunch of bowling pins." Green Arrow grinned victoriously, "And with a name like that, he's just asking to be awesome." He looked at Batman and waved a hand to get his attention, "Could I get some hard copies of my kid? I want stuff to put in the scrapbook!"
Black Canary quirked an eyebrow, her mouth a thin line, "And I'm supposing that means you'll just let him off like that? You're still going to fix what's between you two. There's no escaping it. There's also caring about the fact you have someone new to look after--you can't forget her."
Green Arrow slumped, a looking weary, "I know, we talked about this. I'm trying, Di, but--" He cut off whatever he was going to say with a heavy sigh, "I know." He waved at Batman again, "I'd like some of Artemis too, if you please."
"I am pleased with my niece's progress, Batman. You were right in saying her participation would be this beneficial for her." J'onn spoke solemnly as Batman continued his scavenging, uploading and replacing new holographs as the people to whom they concerned finished. "But are you not going to comment on your own charge's abilities? And then there is the case of S--the youngest member."
All the heroes took last minute moment to take in the images, before returning to business.
"I thought it would be best to discuss that separately, given the circumstances." Batman shut down each of the holo-windows with a quick button-press, and addressed the first of Martian Manhunter's concerns, "And I don't need to share my thoughts on my partner's development. His results speak for themselves." His gaze flitted around the table, daring its members to comment any further.
A small beep sounded, but it was covered up by the ensuing chatter.
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