[u][b]9:54 AM, December 3rd
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"An obvious point, I'm aware, but one that must be made, especially considering the nature of your powers." The Master said, nodding to Karen as he continued to look over her face. For a long moment he merely stood there, examining the girl in the form of a grown woman, before he nodded slowly and turned from her, starting toward his throne. In an instant the bearded man was gone, replaced by a tall, slim elderly man, Black with a thin, steel gray mustache and hair pulled into a short ponytail so tightly that it seemed to tug at the corners of his eyes, which bored into Karen even from the twenty foot distance between them.

"I apologize for not apporaching you myself, but I needed to know your character. Sending my student, seeing how you reacted to him and his request, it gave me some slight insight, but now I require a fuller picture." He spoke with a tone surprisingly strong for a figure of his body's apparent age, leaning back into the throne and making a pyramid of his boney fingers. Clayton, meanwhile, was knelt before the man in reverence, head kept low. The Master merely smiled.

"Rise, Clayton, I thought we were past such formality." The big man rose then, seeming just a little sheepish at that. No matter how much his teacher might have discouraged it, he never could stop thinking of the man as a second father after all he had done for him, how he'd taught him and taken him in at his lowest point. The Master turned back then to face Karen. "I see from your face that you are unaware of the nature of your powers. I will not obfuscate it; You are blessed by gods and champions. Do you wonder why you must shout 'Shazam!' to take your form? It is because of the beings that have lent their power to you. Selene, Hermes, Alceus, Zeus, Atlas, Mnemosyne. You have been granted their might because someone deemed you worthy of carrying on their power. My question, though, is what you will do with it?"