[Color=DARKRED][INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][INDENT][sup][COLOR=SILVER]January 20[SUP]th[/SUP], 2019 - 11:31 am | Justice League Headquarters - Metro Tower[/COLOR][/sup][/INDENT][/COLOR]
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A comfy mumble traveled around the great hall, as well as the odor of the food Champion was cooking up. Lara kept her back strait, even when she sat there and pondered over which of those 2 things she enjoyed most. Both had the feel of acquaintance; a common understanding.
The clock said she had been in the hall for about half an hour now. Not because she couldn’t take another fly through Metropolis and remind everyone of the symbol of hope. Not because she was that anxious about the food or to get started. No, she came early, sat calmly and patently because she thought it brought a sense of continuity to the meeting. The daughter of Superman was there first at the last meeting, and the daughter of Superman would be there first to the next meeting. Maybe it was silly. Maybe no one in the League really thought that much about Lara when they weren’t on duty.

Lara flipped through a few troubling reports of events that had happened recently. Then stopped at the black & white photo of a subway having been split open. The rubble having been spread across the street. The tracks lying visible through the enormous crack in the street.
[i]If only I had been there. Could totally have done something...[/i]
Even if today had been the sunniest weather in, like, forever, threats were crawling up everywhere.
In a moment of thoughtlessness, Lara drummed her fingers on the table in protest. A dry rumble flew through the hall and was just a bit too loud to ignore.
[color=f7976a]“Sorry. My bad,”[/color] she mumbled at the people there, then returned to the printed words on the white paper.