That dream again.  Not once after [i]that[/i] had happened was Rhea spared of such a nightmare that waltzed endlessly in her mind every time her eyes would doze off.  Years had passed since Dane had died in her arms but it still seemed that his ghost was hovering above her, preventing her heart from ever letting go of the failure that was her ability.  She had already met a lot of people since then and her speaking skills had already improved greatly.  Teen Titans, as they were called.  It was a fitting name yet one so strangely contradicting.  Teens could never be titans and titans could never teens.  However, as she sat there on one side of the table, spoon in hand and a bowl of Super Oats in front of her, the word 'teen' became all too much obvious.  Rhea wasn't sure whether she had a secret ability to be able to hide her presence for almost everyone ignored her-- not that she was affected by it.  In fact, it allowed her to observe her allies as they became candid as much as they could.  With the demigod, Amazon, naked in the open, Rhea couldn't help but stifle a chuckle.  She had already created an analysis that, for someone who had fantastic strength, he had a small package to counter his good points.  Well, Newton's third law as they would say.  However, her attention was snapped back to the anthropomorphic bat ally sitting across her.  Microbat was certainly an odd one.  Well, his anatomy was somewhat complicated but, nonetheless, interesting.  Her eyes trailed down his head until his torso, taking notes as to how his...  hair and wings were so significant to his body.  Well, she had mainly arrived at the kitchen a few minutes after Microbat but it took no genius to know that the crashing sound she heard some few hours ago was because of [i]him[/i].  He not only looked like a bat but he acted like one as well.  Interesting, did appearances influence behaviour or did behaviour influence appearances?  Who knows?

Rhea stood up and exited the kitchen, knowing that she had left something in her room.  Well, she did fetch it but when she returned, another person was present.  It was Accelerate.  Seriously, the boys were the only ones awake?  Where were the girls?  Well, aside from her though.  Out of the three men inside the room, Accelerate was the only one who looked... decent, should she say.  Well, his suit was awkward and made him look like a tulip but, hey, she was in no position to judge.  Then, *crash*...  Another, ughh, boy appeared.  Okay, the girls should have a goal to beat boys in attendance next time.  Thankfully, Sandstorm was in no mood to chat as evidenced when he bolted almost instantly before Rhea was even able to swallow the oats down her throat.

"Ye boys dun really act normal, do ye?"  Rhea, finally, broke her silence.  So, in attendance:  Mini Package, Batty, Tulip and Sandy.  Interesting.  Well, it was too late to comment, anyway.  Tulip and Sandy had already left the kitchen which meant little to her.  The mission was already given, apparently.  The only girl to ever wake up earlier than Rhea today was their leader, Rose.  No surprise there, though.  After finishing her meal, Rhea cleaned her bowl alongside the other dishes and pulled the hood over her head.  "I be headin' fer the plane house now.  Regardin' to Batty's question, Rose wud not be wantin' to see him with dat itsy-bitsy package."  Rhea tilted her head as she slowly strode towards the hangar.  "But, hey, it be nice to be seein' ya'll."