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[hr][color=gray][right][b]Titan Tower, San Francisco[/b]
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[indent][i][color=D25167]A new team. An initiative reborn.[/color][/i]

Koriand’r smiled warmly as the thought entered her mind, standing at the edge of the pool area, her hands pressed against a nearby railing as she gazed into the skyline of the city of San Francisco. 

The Tamaranean superheroine had lived on Earth for close to three-to-four years now and had become accustomed to it already. Sure, her homeworld was often on her mind and she did miss it but there was a certain comfortability that she had gathered amongst her friends and the people they vowed to protect. The one she had the closest bond with, Richard Grayson, had spoken about strengthening the Titans with a foray of new members and redefining the initiatives destiny as the Justice League crumbled before their very eyes. Kori was no doubt excited to meet and guide this new generation of heroes, though she still wasn’t quite sure how the logistics of such things were going to be done. Whilst the specifics were beyond her, Kori knew Kara and Dick had a plan to help lead the Titans going forward and she was hoping to hear more than what had already been discussed. 

The beginning of something great was to come; something inspirational and pure. She could feel it in her bones.

She began to hear banter some distance behind her and her smile widened as a result. She thought about turning and going to speak with those that had arrived, but for a minute she wanted to get lost in San Francisco and its beauty. Kori thought it splendid even though to her it was perhaps a common and rustic thing. She pushed her hands against the railing, losing herself to her thoughts for a few more minutes.[/indent]