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[indent][sub][COLOR=silver][B]Titans Together! #1.26[/B][/COLOR][/sub][sup][right][COLOR=silver][b]Interaction(s):[/b][/COLOR] [I]Green Lantern[/I] - [@Hillan], [I]Martian[/I] - [@Half Pint][/right][/sup][/indent][COLOR=dimgray][SUP][sub][center]____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________[/center][/sub][/SUP][/COLOR]
[color=878686][color=A5F2F3][i][b]"ENOUGH OF THIS!"[/b][/i][/color]

Revealing both palms and fingertips as illuminated by a pulsating energy, Icicle Jr. roared with a rage befitting a man who'd reached his limit. From the look of how his body was conducting billowing frost and ice that rose from his pores, it seemed as if the three Titans had pushed him hard enough to charge something within his powerset. It was as if his abilities were directly linked to his emotional state, tethered only by his mental instability. Clocking the incoming attack, Robin took an immediate defensive stance, raising his bo-staff infront of him like a shield. Nevertheless confident that he and M'Gann were ready for whatever the Victor Fries wannabe had in store. 

But as Icicle's arms raised above his head and his hands clasped together, the intensity of the energy's glow seemed to be climbing fast - a circle of thick snow floated around him, steadily building into a torrential sheen. Robin's eyes widened as he realized that whatever this was, Icicle Jr.'s other ice attacks had paled in comparison. Just as he retracted the staff and reached into his belt for another grapple, Martian quickly flew ahead of him, forearms raised above her face in an attempt to shield herself and her teammates from the blast. 

[color=54a468][b]"Martian, don't---!"[/b][/color]

Too late. In a flash of light, a tundra of frost exploded from Icicle's position and engulfed the area in a massive spiderweb pattern. The force of the blast tore into multiple fire hydrants and flash-froze the water into stilled geysers of ice, hit street lamps so hard that the metal whined and the glass of the bulbs shattered, and instantly flattened the sides of the remaining abandoned cars. Her trajectory compromised, Martian was thrown backwards - followed quickly by Robin himself - who noticed a distant green light that indicated the Green Lantern was still a few blocks away. Tumbling through the air, Robin took a deep breath and utilized his training as a gymnast to steady himself. The result wasn't as effective as he'd liked, but it was enough to get him to spot a nearby anchor point. 

[i][color=54a468][b]Alright, Grayson. Time for the hat trick.[/b][/color][/i]

Firing a line at the abandoned coffee shop's flagpole, The Teen Wonder used his thigh to knock himself off of a brick wall and redirect into a swing forward, feeling like he nearly dislocated the joint in the process. Ignoring the pain, Robin reached out and grabbed a still airborne Martian by the waist, locking his arm around her as the grapple went taut and allowed the two to fall to the sidewalk with considerably less momentum. Robin landed on his back, which hurt worse than the impact with the wall. But he surmised that they were both in better shape than if they'd been where they'd just stood. Martian had landed ontop of him, which just made his position all the more uncomfortable.

[color=54a468][b]"Sorry, force of habit. I know you can fly."[/b][/color]

Robin flashed her a pained grin as she rose to her feet, immediately dusting snow off her arms. 

[color=54a468][b]"Just never passed up an opportunity to rescue a pretty girl."[/b][/color]

[color=A5F2F3]"THIS WAS NOT HOW THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO GO!"[/color]

Icicle Jr. could be seen in the distance, rising above a mountain of snow and ice. His expression was as impetuous as before. Robin sighed to himself, mumbling something about there being no rest for the wicked, before rolling onto his chest and pushing himself up. His body felt a little banged up, but his spirit was no less ready to keep up the fight.

[color=A5F2F3]"THAT SHOULD'VE PUT YOU [b]BOTH[/b] ON ICE! HOW THE HELL ARE YOU NOT DEAD?! YOU'RE JUST A COUPLE OF FREAKIN' KIDS!"[/color][/color]