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He shoved Vincent, playfully. Guy was being a dick. But maybe that kind of swift, metaphorical kick in the ribs was exactly what Julian needed. He was their leader, he couldn't let his own fear get in the way. He had to motivate these young heroes. He had to guide and lead them. He had to move them like chess pieces on a boar-

Hana blasted out of the window as Julian turned around, stuck in thought. He let out a shout after the green-lantern, throwing his hand out as if he would be able to catch her - not with the 10 karat weight on his finger. A hand that was now also the home to the small paper dinosaur thanks to Hayden.

"Hana!" He shouted, but she was already gone. He mouthed 'fuck' under his breath, before he assured everyone else that it would be fine anyway, even if Julian himself was a lot more worried than he wanted to let on. He quickly moved to his quarters, where all he picked up was a pair of fine leather gloves and a black leather briefcase with titanium hinges and some kind of biometrical lock on the front. He moved to the workshop where Conor had already begun introductions of their little project. But Julian would take tone and explain properly - he couldn't have his Renegades think this was just magic mumbo-jumbo, there was real science and elbow grease in this project. 

He made sure Cece wasn't recording any of this - he didn't have the patent figured out just yet. And it was pretty bad if anyone of their soon-to-be enemies would get the brilliant idea to copy this.

Conor explained the tracking system, how they all had their chosen places to be brought back to, to avoid uh, 'particle fusion', Julian dubbed it. Which would be a lot less cool than it sounded. The tests on organic matter Julian had done weren't exactly pleasant. But, hey, if the Justice League could put teleportation tubes in just about every city in the world, there was no reason Julian couldn't build it here.

"This utilizes Kent Nelson JR's thesis on Magitech, his decertation explains in great detail how magic could - or might, interfere with Magic. Something tells me that the grandson of Doctor Fate would be something of an authority on the matter- especially after he donned the gold-bucket himself a couple of times."

"But, as I care about the well being of you guys, and myself. Yeah, even you, Vinny. I didn't just stop there by reading the Lord of Order's ideas on Magitech. I also studied Adam Strange and Ray Palmer's Zeta Beam theory. Even took a field trip to the Hall of Justice to do some scans. Swanky stuff, really. Really exciting." Julian continued. 
"You've all been gifted with a tracking chip, [i]Vincent[/i] was first, and I didn't just mark him like a stray dog for fun. No offense, Dandelion... But rather because it presented me with the unique opportunity to see how the Lexcorp and Wayne Industries satellites I've 'borrowed' would do with tracking someone who can walk out a door in one end of the building and wind up four blocks over, stepping out of a bathtub."


"Long story short. This is some really advanced teleportation. With pinpoint accuracy, frankly, it surpasses the League's own capabilities." He caught himself, in overexplaining something that frankly, most of his cohorts probably didn't give a damn about. All of that Luthor-brand bravado he had just worked up collapsed on it's own shaky legs as Julian blushed a little upon realizing he was going 'full Julian' as Conor and Vincent both had said on multiple accounts. 

"The team that goes to the bank's gonna be hot. They have disabled the security cameras, so we are now blind. They are strong, and dangerous. I've sent out a beacon to the League, so if we end up being outgunned, we're playing keep away till someone wearing a big blue and red S can arrive for backup." 

Speaking off, he blipped his phone. "Conor, Redmond, Eilid, Charity, Vincent... And Dandelion.". He couldn't let Dandelion out into the public in case they had to change forms, the bank was far more restricted from prying eyes. Besides, he was curious to see what the alien could do. He pointed at them all one by one, as the designation they stood on slightly vibrated, he himself walked up to his own, the rune glowing under the weight of his foot. "You're with me. We're Alpha squad. We are going into the bank. Securing Booster Gold and any of the other hostages is what's important. The money's insured."

"Gabriella, Hayden, Varo, Kevin, Jonathan and Roy, you're Beta squad. You're saving the hostages at the Police Department. Preservation of life is priority number one. Fighting is secondary. When you clean it up, you come and help us at the bank." He made sure everyone present understood their mission. He sure wished Hana hadn't gone off on her own.