The mission was almost a complete failure. There was massive collateral damage to Lexcorp, a few security guards were killed, Queen and Jack were grievously wounded, the rest of the Royal Flush Gang had escaped, most of the team were injured in some way or another, and Juno had to help haul their crippled cruiser back to base. There had been massive failures in the way the team had communicated and operated with each other, there would likely be some blowback on the metahuman community, and three murderous felons were still at large. They were lucky that none of their own had been killed, no thanks to Belle raging as the Beast. And yet Juno couldn't help but have a small smile on her face the whole way home. She had proven herself capable today, she had never dropped the ball, and if it weren't for her the mission would likely have gone even worse. Oh yes she could use this situation to her advantage. Carefully. 

Juno followed Fenrir's orders and mused that perhaps she wouldn't have to soon enough. She just had to play her cards right and be a dependable, stable member of the team. Lord knew there were increasingly few of those in the Outsiders. Juno wondered how Molotov felt about killing a man or Jaymi for almost certainly killing Queen. Twilight like many heroes in the business had practiced minimizing fatalities as much as possible. With her training and powerset, there was almost always a softer choice than lethal force. Softer choices yes but sometimes not better ones....

[i]"....no.... please..... no"[/i]

Juno shook the memory out of her head. She floated into her room and took off her uniform, hung her cape, set down her headdress, and stepped into the showers. Using a light porous barrier, she trapped some of the steam from the hot water and closed her eyes, reveling in the warmth and moisture. It was a moment of peace and calm before she had to step foot again into a violent and dirty world. She cleaned herself but doubted it would help her at all in this city where the pollution seemed to stain the streets. 

The young woman changed into a t-shirt with the Justice League emblem (a hand-me-down from her mother) and jeans before assembling in the meeting room. Juno buried a disgusted groan as she saw Marcus. He may have possessed some looks and a modicum of charm as well as useful skills and abilities but the man was an ass. An alcoholic ass. While they were fighting for their lives, he had been drinking and trying to pick up women in some sleazy trash-heap. If it were up to her she would either kick him out or trap him  in a hotbox field and sweat out the booze from him. But she wasn't team leader. Yet. 

As much as she hated Bludhaven however she had to admit that the Outsider's HQ was very advanced. Juno took her place at the table and adopted a neutral expression. Juno had been training her whole life to be a hero. More wouldn't kill her and if by some minimal miraculous chance it got through to her teammates (or grievously wounded a few of them), then they'd be that much closer to be a coherent fighting force. Juno cleared her throat, "I'd just like to say that if I have time to study our craft's specifications I can assist with repairs. My training and abilities should make quick work of it if properly directed," After all Juno basically was a living tool-box with her light projection and technical knowledge.

"On that note, I believe installing more failsafes and security measures into the craft could avoid todays... difficulties by preventing accidental misuse. Furthermore, working as a team we should be covering each other to make up for our shortcomings. Superpowered conflicts are basically lethal rock-paper-scissors. Our people need to be there for each other when someone's the paper to a villain's scissors. We should also focus on varying our approach. We have a large team we should make use of this. If Jaymi or myself [i]or Marcus[/i] had been outside covering the windows we may have prevented King's escape." 

Juno took a breath, Belle wasn't here but it had to be said, "We have to find a better way to take care of Belle during a mission. Obviously being left behind did not sit well with her. Direct action may be out of the question but if we could move her to support roles depending on the mission, it may work out better." And someone had to go talk to her, to comfort the child. Juno wasn't sure if she'd be very good at it, so hopefully someone else would step up to bat.