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Time: After the Hounds Assault

The team Briley Patton had sent over to deal with the crisis in Lost Haven was experiencing something they hadn't truly felt since the Hounds first showed their face to the world; jubilation. It started with the news that the Finger of God had been reduced to a useless, burning husk, foiling their attempts to snuff out cities like candles, and things only got more celebratory when word reached the team that the Hounds leader had been captured as well. While the crew still worked diligently to prepare for the inevitable emergency relief, there was still a jovial lightheartedness, no doubt fueled by several cases of beer that had been rolled out just for the occasion. It was a dizzying hodgepodge of movement, save one figure sitting at her makeshift workstation, listening to the gentle beats of the Pet Shop Boys pumping through her headphones.

"In a West end town a dead end world," Jordan Fletcher sung breathily to herself, her cheek plastered to her keyboard. "...the East end boys and West end girls..." Turning over in her chair, she expected to feel just as jubilant as the others, especially given what she had gone through at the hands of those fascists, but she just felt...overpowered. Like her heart had been beating out of her chest for years before it finally slowed down again. She didn't feel bad or tired at all, just...relieved. Relieved that every single nightmare scenario that played in her head would not come true, relieved that things turned out alright after all. Deep down she really was elated of course, but coming down from the panic high took the wind out of you. So much so that she was barely aware when a familiar purple face plopped down on the desk next to her.

[color=MediumOrchid]"Hey Jordan,"[/color] Riley said sleepily, sounding remarkably like Jordan felt.

"Hey Riles'," Jordan replied back, shifting slightly to remove one of the headphone cups without using her hand. "Heard you got the Finger of God."

[color=MediumOrchid]"Yep."[/color]

"Cool."

[color=MediumOrchid]"Went into space."[/color]

"Sweet."

In the ensuing celebration, it seemed no one had spotted the alien super-heroine just yet, which was fine by the both of them. It was nice to just sit here and not have to worry anymore.

"They got the boss, by the way."

[color=MediumOrchid]"Of the Hounds?"[/color]

"Yup."

[color=MediumOrchid]"Good."[/color]

"Mhmm."

Jordan turned to look at Riley, who was grinning weakly at her.

[color=MediumOrchid]"A burger sounds good right now."[/color]

"Damn right it does." Riley's eyes lit up slightly as Jordan flicked her head towards a pair of takeout boxes sitting at the head of the desk.

"Victory burger."

[color=MediumOrchid]"You are awesome, Jordan."[/color]

"Only as much as you Riles."

They fist-bumped.