John looks around, he thought he lived in a dump. The flats in this place were held together by the cockroaches and dirt. The places he got to go in his line of work never ceased to amaze him just how disgusting the universe was ( Read more... )

Just thinking about the Spectre chilled him to the bone. The tortures he'd endured before his magiks whisked him to safety stay with him when he sleeps. And he doesn't sleep much.

Felix Faust considered the word, "safehouse." This place was anything but. a rat-infested dive he kept on the South side of Los Angeles -- it's existence unknown to all ( Read more... )

Ralph calls in to the Watchtower again,
"Hey guys, got some news. I figured people might like to know Zauriel is safe and sound and delivered to the infirmary. Seems Felix Faust got to him. All taken care of now though... and... uhm... if anyone is hungry, we find ourselves in possession of, well, a /lot/ of jumbalaya."

Ralph calls in to the Watchtower, hands full of bowls of jumbalaya and chili, seemingly standing at some kind of fairground or the like ( Read more... )

A dark figure, concealed in shadows, stands over the fallen form of the angel Zauriel. A few drops of his blood... a feather... the sword. Together with the emblem inset into the floor, and a powerful connection exists to the God of Abraham and Isaac.

He raises the flaming sword aloft.

"Spectre... Wrath of God... Hear my command..."

Following the clues he's been left, Ralph makes the necessary contacts, and heads up to the Watchtower in search of either his wife, or further clues ( Read more... )

Ralph sits in his easy chair, munching chips and watching old movies. .oO(I know there's a lot going on and all, but the League and Titans can handle it. Can anyone really begrudge me spending some downtime at home with my nont-dead wife? No... I think not. Besides, I've only seen this movie 24 times, not nearly enough... now then... movie... ( Read more... )

Oracle to Zatanna, please come in. Zauriel says he needs to speak with you on an extremely urgent matter.

Zauriel to Watchtower... is someone there? I have an emergency!

Susan Dearbon Dibney. Your time has come. Bring me the prize...