Nightwing's hands shuffled the papers so that Rune's was the one on top.
Name - Runé
Age - I would I ask that? That's weird man.
Powers - Can summon giant weaponry (BB had drawn a small and crude image of her with the giant sub-machine gun)
Discovery - She fell from the sky unconscious and landed in front of me, so I carried her to one of my safehouses and waited until the woke up.
There was more information on the paper about the woman, but those were the things that Grayson had put the most focus into. Beast Boy certainly had a way with words.
"Technically, this is kidnapping." Nightwing stated flatly, the man on the other side sighing. He couldn't really defend himself there.
"Anyways, this Rune-""Runé." Beast Boy corrected him.
"Runé." Nightwing repeated him almost exactly, to which Raven smiled and Cyborg almost snickered. "Did you check out the nearby area afterwards? Any idea where she came from?"
Beast boy nodded. He had done his best to search the area for any place that Runé could have exploded from, and came up with an interesting discovery. There was absolutely nothing. Not signs to a fight, no soldiers of any kind. It was like she had just appeared from nowhere.
"I know for a fact that she dropped out of the air. No signs of any sort of battle or anything nearby, just her falling from the sky. No nearby planes in any direction that could be pinned to her fall. It's a real mystery." The green man scratched his head.
While Raven, Cyborg, and Beast Boy conversed, Nightwing looked to the two lesser filled sheets, looking at the one that had a photo attached to it.
She had no real idea of how much time had passed. She was sure that it was more than a few weeks since she had been on American soil. It felt wrong though. It was much more than just a few weeks.
What she didn't realize was that she had spent four years traveling and learning. Four whole years had passed since she first traveled north into Canada, then east to Alaska, Japan, Asia, and Russia. They were places that she felt connected to. She didn't question the winds that she followed, she obeyed them and learned what she could in those areas that she traveled too.
Now, she sat by herself in the pacific northwest Santiam forest of Oregon. Birds of similar shapes and sizes gathered around her as she meditated. Little did she know, one of the bird around her was of a different feather. All of them gathered around her as she sat upon a large tree stump.
The world around her faded away, her mind retreating into the confines of the subconscious. As she did so, her body began to take a more avian appearance. Wings began to sprout from her back, her normally sharp nails transformed into claws, and her body shifted ever so slightly.
Beast Boy watched in wonder. The voice in his head that called him to this location revealed to him this young woman. It had never happened to him before. He never had that strange notion to follow that voice like the wind. He didn't want to disturb her, though, and remained silent as the wings that she had grown wrapped around her body as if acting like a shield.
Thirty minutes passed without a word from either of them. Beast boy continued to wonder what she was doing before flinching at her voice.
"You aren't one of my corvids, you're much more. Who are you?" Her wings moved only so much to reveal her crimson red eyes.
Cautiously, Beast Boy reverted back into his human form, walked to face the opening in her eyes.
Her eyes narrowed. The winds were silent, but she had a bad feeling about him. She couldn't describe it, but the winds were never so quiet. Perhaps they were allowing her to chose for herself? It hardly ever happened.
"Who are you?" She repeated, her voice now more aggressive.
Beast Boy raised his hands in defense.
"Easy, easy." He warned her.
"I'm Beast Boy. I was just flying to my next stop, and I got this weird feeling. I followed it, now I'm here." He couldn't help but avoid her eyes, instead looking at her wings. He wanted to reach out and feel them, but he felt that it would be weird.
"What's your name?""Dreda." Was her only reply.
Before she was able to react, Beast Boy took a picture of her with her reveled face. This caused the woman to cover her face with her wings once more.
It was obvious that she didn't want to be disturbed, and even Beast Boy could understand that. Slowly, he set down a small circular device on the ground before the tree stump she sat on. It was similar to his T-com, but was reserved specifically for possible recruits.
"Well, uh... Just pick that up and feel free to call. I might send a call as well, so beware." He tried to lighten the mood, but without a response from her, he simply walked off back to his original destination.
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