[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] Communications Complex [color=CornflowerBlue][b]Interacting with:[/b][/color] The Team, Viktor ([@FunnyGuy]) [/center][hr]


After the mission to La Hoya, life at Mount Justice almost returned to normal for Alisa. Keyword: almost. She spent nearly 24 hours in debrief once they got back home, drawing and explaining the files she had recovered for the Justice League. After that, though, life mostly returned to her new normal. She hung out with and got to know her teammates, painted, went shopping, trained in combat methods, and worked on new augments. An enlightening conversation and hair-braiding session with Daphne in her room brightened up one of her nights, but she spent most of the rest of the time doing normal Alisa things.

Despite herself, Alisa couldn’t seem to properly mourn the disappearances of Felix and Casper. She had [i]liked[/i] them, sure, but she hadn’t known them. She hadn’t had the time to know them. She should’ve [i]made[/i] that time. Oddly enough, that guilt was more overpowering than the grief. If only she had made an effort to get to know them.

Unlike many of her teammates, Alisa did not pursue a session with Black Canary. She didn’t need it. A computer didn’t necessitate counselling, even if it did have emotions, and she didn’t want to waste any of the superhero’s time. 

Perhaps her craziest night came in the early morning of Thursday, the day before they departed for their next mission. She broke her curfew, snuck out with Viktor, tried to sneak into a bar, participated in late-night bowling, drove a car for the first time, crashed that car, and got grounded. It had been a good night, all things considered. Despite crashing a car and getting grounded, the two of them had had a blast. The worst part had been the brutal lecture from Red Tornado and explaining to their teammates afterward what they had done to the Jeep. Alisa found that Viktor was steadily becoming her closest friend on the team, although it was an unlikely pair. He was actually sort of fun.

Outside of her more notable outings, she had spent time watching rom-coms and sitcoms with Aleen’a, occasionally exchanging friendly words and conversing with Kassy and Ja, and watching Zach doing magic (and being very amused when she watched the video with Viktor in it). She hadn’t spoken much if at all with Talon. He always seemed to be either silent, glaring at Viktor, or speaking to someone else. So they stayed away from each other.

Overall, Alisa’s week was (mostly) awesome. Despite now being house-bound and broke (again), she had had fun with her teammates. But things were about to ramp into gear again…

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Like the rest of the team, Alisa sat quietly at the conference table, trying to listen to Batman’s briefing. It was hard, though- she was too starstruck by the living legend standing in front of her. For what must have been the gazillionth time, Alisa was feeling like she was slightly out of her depth. Who was she, to think that she belonged here? But this time, she knew that she did- she had proven it more than once.

A circus? Alisa perked up at the mention. Unlike Aleen’a, she knew what a circus was, although she had never been to one. She knew that they were supposed to include acrobats and exotic animals and presentations of fantastic abilities, but she wasn’t sure about much more than that. [color=CornflowerBlue][i]It should be interesting, at least,[/i][/color] she thought to herself, already internally going over the acts she could perform. She wasn’t an acrobat, but she was nearly indestructible…

When the Zeta-Tube announced a newcomer, Alisa’s head whipped to the transportation system, along with the heads of nearly every other member of the team. Gold Rush and Hex’s replacements were here.

The first one- Maya- walked in with a swagger, a sassy attitude, and a sword throw. While Alisa wasn’t necessarily impressed, she could imagine herself being friends with this girl. Seeing that sword in action would be cool.

“She-Devil”, however, would find herself on the receiving end of a stunned, disgusted look and a not-quiet scoff from Alisa. [color=CornflowerBlue][i]Did she just… call Batman a pedophile?[/i][/color] Looking around the room, Alisa found that she wasn’t alone. Why would this girl waltz in here, a newly minted member of their team, and insult them all?

She was about to follow Daphne, anticipating some sort of disaster brewing, when Viktor approached her. Alisa turned to her friend, a smile appearing while keeping an eye on what was brewing between She-Devil and poor, poor Daphne. [color=cornflowerBlue]“I don’t really know,”[/color] she told him. She stood from her seat and crossed her arms, showing off her favorite pair of floral hand-painted bootcut jeans, a pair of drawn-on Converse, and a [url=https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRM9j9KtaYuAcpXWrXvge1y01SA7KbW5UZOdQ&usqp=CAU]white tank-top[/url]. She had matched clip-on sunflower earrings to go with the outfit. Maybe she couldn't be as fashionable as some people, but she could still try, goddamnit! [color=CornflowerBlue]“I’ve never been to a circus. Is sword swallowing a thing there, though? I saw it once on America’s Got Talent… I could do that! I don’t have a complete digestive system, and what I do have is unpuncturable. And, uh… you? Maybe some sort of strongman thing?”[/color]