[center][h3][color=orangered]Accel[/color][/h3][/center]

Carmelita Garcia stood up near the computer in the Titans' lair, wearing full costume. She wasn't one for chairs, at least not since she got her powers. Sitting down, standing up, the act was so simple, so ubiquitous to the world. Yet to her, trying to do either could take several minutes. That's why she remained in full costume almost any time. If there was a news alert or a surprise mission, then getting changed could take half a day. At least from her perspective that's how long these things took. 

Her eyes took in the images on the computer, something that would be all but impossible for the rest of the team, as the computer was processing about a hundred times faster than it normally would be capable. That was the speed she [i]needed[/i] it to run in order to prevent boredom from taking hold. Thankfully, the problem wasn't as bad as it normally was. Not today. Usually things moved around one hundredth their normal speed to her perceptions, but it did fluctuate. For the moment she estimated her perception was only working about four times faster than a normal human's. So the world was moving at one fourth how it should appear to anybody else. That made interacting with the team easier. Normally she'd have to touch them to speed them up just to have them say their half of a conversation, only to take ten minutes to reply back. Today was easier. Yes, much easier. Today was the kind of day that kept her sane.

As she read an article on Paxton Powers escape from prison, the teenager overheard some of her peers discussing the oversized playing card positioned right next to Robin's costume. She concentrated, focusing on every syllable spoken. If she didn't, she could forget what they were talking about. Phantom Girl, or Katty as she had told everyone else, wondered about the significance, while Red Arrow (who hadn't provided a civilian name) suggested some possible theories. Carmel had her own ideas, and desired to join in the conversation, but talking was just so damn [i]bothersome.[/i] 

[color=orangered]"HiiisCatWomAn,"[/color] she replied, trying to match their speed. The first word took just a little too long, while parts of the second had emphasis placed on the wrong parts, but the words would be easily distinguished despite her accidentally slurring them together. She would have loved to elaborate on the matter, about how all signs pointed toward this Batman being a legacy hero, about the old history files and newspaper clippings uploaded to the web that seemed to indicate a part-time partnership between the Batman and Gotham's most successful thief, but that would have taken... Time. Hopefully they would understand that she intended to draw a parallel between the Batman of the present day, and the Dark Knight of times passed, but if it wasn't clear, and to be perfectly honest it probably wouldn't be, she wasn't going to elaborate. Long sentences, explanations, they took too long. Too much focus. Half way through she'd forget what she was even talking about because it started an hour ago.

They'd just have to figure it out. Brush up on some history, maybe. Yeah, this was all on them.

Carmelita checked the time once that line of though had passed by. It was only two seconds later. Dammit, her perception was speeding up again. The world was even slower. It had been too good to last, that was for sure.

That's when the monitor began playing a breaking news segment. She couldn't hear the anchorwoman, but the crawl on the bottom of the screen told the young heroine everything she needed. The Jokerz had taken a hostage on the harbor, some judge. That was all she could see as the crawl was living up to its name. Carmelita had already begun moving toward the exit before the voice of the newscaster had even caught the attention of her team. At least that was a blessing with this curse. It was nearly impossible to react before her, or to catch her off guard. Several minutes had gone by her eyes, matched only by three steps. Carmelita noticed that another of the Titans had joined them, G Man. From what she could hear, it sounded like he was clueless as to the situation. Red Arrow would only waste words with an explanation, so she cut in with a single word that would, hopefully, tell Calvin everything he needed to know.

[color=orangered]"News."[/color] The word would have been quick to the others, but manageable if they had been paying attention. All the while she hadn't broken her stride. Waiting for them would take time, and they could catch up. After all, even if she had a ten minute head start, she'd only be feet away.