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[right]Justice League HQ[/right]
Steve was in full uniform again today, sans cowl, as he walked into Lex's building. He nodded in reply to the security guards who had greeted him. He didn't stick around to make small talk even though there was ample opening for it. Instead he made his way straight to the elevator that would take him directly to the Justice League HQ. As the doors closed behind him he could barely hear one of the guards tell the other: "Must be a busy morning already. Glad that's not my job."

The doors didn't make a sound as they stopped moving. Or if they did, Steve couldn't hear it over the sound of some obnoxious pop song that started playing. Steve looked up at the speaker with a frown. His eyes flicked back to the display and saw the floor number count going up. His eyebrows scrunched together then he frowned. The Captain leaned against the wall as he waited the minute or so that it took the elevator to transverse the distance. As soon as the elevator stopped so did the music.

It was dead quiet for a split second until there was a small [i]ping[/i] sounded as the doors opened. Steve stepped into the large space. His blue eyes looked this way and that. The sun was still not all the way over the horizon yet. But that was fine. He was always here this early. Night shift was undoubtedly waiting for him or had just left. His schedule was like clockwork. If any of the other Leaguers were still in the HQ, those that didn't have separate living spaces, they were undoubtedly still sleeping.

Steve made one circuit of the main room. All was quiet. He checked the logs and confirmed that the night shift had indeed just left. With that done the Captain picked a computer, pulled up a commandbox and typed in a string of letters and numbers. The loading screen came on and welcomed him. Steve smiled slightly and stuck a drive into the USB port. Though the sight of a hand written note on a paper pad made him pause. He looked at it then frowned. 

[i]Training. Mandatory.[/i]

It was his own hand writing. There were also other items on what was apparently a To-Do list. Steve ripped off the paper, balled it up and tossed it in the trash. He then turned back to his computer and began to work. An hour or so later Steve pulled out the drive and stood with a stretch. He checked the time. It was nearing six-forty. The Super Soldier pocketed the drive. There was a small ping on the console and he looked at it. Apparently he was no longer the only Leaguer on the premises (that was awake).