[center][img]https://images-ext-1.discordapp.net/external/xYNz5Y2DKS83pKct9KXUY-PvT56r7LfcBYOL5o7bjPM/https/fontmeme.com/permalink/210424/1aacb67ba4eb5c934f204d6669b28a48.png[/img][/center][hr][center][color=CornflowerBlue][b]Location:[/b][/color] Mount Justice, Communications Complex [color=CornflowerBlue][b]Interacting with:[/b][/color] Pretty much everyone [/center][hr]

The last two weeks had gone swimmingly for Alisa. She had spent most of her time getting to know her new teammates and making new friends. Hiking and talking with some of the others had been enjoyable and she was starting to feel like she understood her new teammates a little better. Many of them, like Aleen’a, Daphne, and (sometimes) Ja were kind, fun, and easy to speak with. Others, like Viktor, weren’t quite as enthusiastic, but Alisa still found herself befriending him. While the other girl was shy, Alisa found hanging out with Kassy enjoyable, and while he could be annoying, Alisa had connected with Zach over some of their similarities- specifically, their hometown. In particular, though, she had spent a lot of time hanging out with Aleen’a and having short chats with Viktor. There were others she had spent time with, but those were the two she had connected with the most so far.

Alisa had appreciated Daphne’s gift very much and had been wearing the hairpin around often. After she had realized it was from Daphne, she had tried to hang out with her more but found that she was more often than not either training with Martian Manhunter or hanging out with Casper and Talon. Those two… well, Alisa was the least friendly with those two. It wasn’t that either of them were outwardly unfriendly to her or that she was to them. Talon, with his explosive temper and threatening silence, scared her a bit. And Casper was just strange. Simply put, he gave her bad vibes. He seemed to be friendly and downright kind to many of the others, but Alisa just couldn’t connect with that part of him yet. 

Besides talking to others, Alisa spent much of those two weeks either doing combat training, learning how to fly a jet, or working on projects in the lab. Flying the jet was downright incredible. It was probably one of her favorite things she had done so far- something about ascending into the sky in an intricate metal machine just appealed to her. It certainly helped that she was good at it. Combat training was… less enjoyable. Her fighting lacked any sort of comprehensive skill or tactics and moreso relied on brute strength and speed. Simply put, combat challenged Alisa. She could memorize the best places to hit and when to strike as much as she wanted, but that split-second application would ultimately be the thing that stood between her and an unfortunate end. Meanwhile, in the lab, she had spent time working on various augments for herself. Included among these was a hand outfitted with a small yet powerful blaster cannon that was ready today. Upon requesting it over email, Cyborg had sent her the schematics for his own and several other pieces of offensive technology that outfitted his body. It had taken a bit of configuring and it still looked rough around the edges, but it [i]worked[/i]. That was the important part. 

Now, on the long-awaited day of their first mission, Alisa stood in the communications complex with all the others. She was wearing her [url=https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/837775790623686709/849060626009423892/Screenshot_20210531-190313_Pinterest.jpg?width=285&height=586]costume[/url] for the first time. She looked ridiculous. She [i]felt[/i] ridiculous. Her hand, which usually looked human, was bare metal with the blaster core clearly visible. She hadn’t had much time to pretty it up. She was standing next to Aleen’a, listening to Batman talk attentively. [color=CornflowerBlue][i]Holy shit, Batman is talking to me.[/i][/color] That awe of working with superheroes had diminished over the past few weeks, but it was still fucking cool to talk to Batman. 

A covert recon mission? With [i]Talon[/i] as leader? Alisa could barely disguise her wide-eyed staring. [color=CornflowerBlue][i]Him? Really?[/i][/color] While he was certainly an incredible fighter, Alisa had hardly heard him utter a word to anyone else, much less a friendly word. But there had to be a reason he was being picked. Was there something she was missing? Talon began to divide the teams, and Alisa nodded at her assignment. [color=CornflowerBlue][i]Muscle. Right.[/i][/color] Evidently, Talon hadn’t seen her lackluster combat skills at work yet. She would’ve said something if she hadn’t wanted to avoid embarrassing herself. Hopefully, he just meant strength, and there wouldn’t be a reason to get into a fight. The rest of the assignments made sense, as far as she knew. Kassy, Ja, and Zach would all be fine to work with.

[color=CornflowerBlue]“Sounds good!”[/color] Alisa told him.

She slid her eyes to Aleen’a as her friend spoke, and cackled at her question. [color=CornflowerBlue]“He’s a hologram, Aleen’a,”[/color] Alisa explained as soon as she stopped laughing. [color=CornflowerBlue]“He’s not actually here, he’s just projecting himself. Here. Let me show you.”[/color] Without thinking, Alisa went up to the hologram projector and waved her hand through it, distorting the image of Batman.

As soon as she realized what she had just done, however, she hurriedly backed away from the hologram, blushing. [color=CornflowerBlue][i]Oh God, I just touched hologram Batman’s butt.[/i] “So sorry,”[/color] she squeaked. [color=CornflowerBlue]“Mission sounds good. G-go team! Woo.”[/color]