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I'll just say if I get flooded, I'm going to scream. And then I'm coming for you Rhema.
Zatanna was grinning the entire way to the Hall. She gave a little wave here and there towards the crowd, her excitement clearly showing. Allowing her to join the other younger heroes was probably the most dangerous thing her father had ever let her do. Zatara was rather extremely protective of her but after some constant begging, he gave in. Zatanna was pretty aw-struck with the place, especially with the wonders behind the 'Authorized Personal Only' door. The library was pretty impressive. Not as impressive as some of mystical libraries she had been to, but still. Zatara watched his daughter carefully before following the other Leaguers into their main area of the Hall. Zatanna slowly spun in a circle to take more of her surroundings in. Then she turned to the closest armchair and seated herself, crossing her legs.
Viper pressed her lips together in an uncertain look. She followed Trick out the door, adjusting the clasp of her golden claw. "Well, the Puppeteer and Doll are bit of an odd pair. They are both supernatural, and very dangerous," she stated. "Puppeteer can not feel pain, or anything really, from what I can tell. Doll is...psychotic. Look out for the Puppeteers golden threads and Doll's wires." She silenced as they neared where the villains and hostages were. Trick was hiding behind a pillar, peering down towards a tall woman with long, black hair in a red and black dress, and a small porcelain doll at her side. Many of the Puppeteer's victims were either stumbling around or loading money into what looked like a dark portal. Viper crouched down near Trick and watched them. "Rush in, or tactic?" She whispered very softly.
I hope you appreciate how long it took me to find a suitable ice villain that hadn't used it wasn't eligable, Rhema.
Las Vegas, Nevada

It was after the showtime and finally the day. Zatanna was ecstatic, despite her father's dismay. But, of course, duty calls. Zatanna narrowly dodged a blast from Minister Blizzard's ice gun. "Etativel!" She called, which in turn pulled her into the air. "Father, can't we just end this and go?" She was impatient with the seemingly lengthy battle (even though it had been hardly five minutes).
"Calm herself, we will depart shortly," Zatara answered his daughter. He raised his hand towards the villain as he shot another blast. "Tcelfed!" He cast, causing the blast to urn around and head back towards Minister Blizzard. The villain growled and jumped out of the way of the deflected attack. "Mrasid dna etativel retsinim drazzilb!" After the gun was ripped away from his hands, Minister Blizzard was lifted into the air with no way of returning to his feet. "Sepor Niartser!" Ropes appeared out of thin air to tie around the villain's body and capture him. Zatara placed him back onto the ground as he floated back to his feet.
"Tlem eht eci dna wons!" Zatana called, raising her arms. Anything that had been frozen melted, the water from the ice and snow building up. "Etaropave eht retaw!" Once the water dissipated, she landed beside her father who was waiting for the cops to take Minister Blizzard away. "Soooooo...now that the baddy has been caught, we can leave now?" She chirped, clasping her hands together as she grinned up at him.
Zatara sighed, closing his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose with his gloved hand. "Of course, my dear," he said, lowering his hand to smile at her. "Today is the day after all."
Viper opened the grate to the room once they had arrived and jumped down. She dusted herself off then placed her hands on her hips. The room was a decent sized storage closet full of files and boxes. Once Tiger was in the room, Trick landed next to him and looked around. "The main staircase is down the hall and to the right," he told them. "I know that Doll is there, but I am not positive whether the Puppeteer is or not." The small boy shuffled past the two grown-ups to open the door. Viper watched her ward pass then glanced towards Tiger. "Have you ever fought the Puppeteer or Doll before?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.
Viper glanced out the grate only to see that the angle showed nothing. She turned her head to look towards Trick and tapped a finger at her temple, signaling that she wanted him to scan. Trick did as he was told, scanning below them for any movement or heat signatures. He held up both of his hands, counting ten people. "It's a large drop, keep going forward and we'll hit a room on the upper level," trick told them in a hushed voice.
Trick stuck out his tongue in disgust at his comment. Viper was basically family to him and it was weird (but not uncommon) to hear someone say something like that. He followed in after Tiger, shutting the grate behind him.
Viper followed his instructions, frowning as she smelled metal. "Cops will be cops," she grumbled. The smell of metal, or rather blood was getting stronger as she approached the vent above Doll and the Puppeteer. She wanted to ask the others if they smelled it but she didn't want to give away their position.
Trick sighed and stood up. He switched his prosthetics to flying mode to follow after Tiger. Viper leapt from the roofs with ease, landing on the bank's roof. Trick landed next to the vent, looking down the dark tunnel. Viper looked at the vent and sighed, clambering into the crawl space. "Yeah, I'm not going before you," Trick stated, crossing his arms stubbornly.
Viper looked over to see Tiger. She was standing close to the edge with her arms crossed and weight leaning on one leg. Trick was sitting on the edge, his legs swinging over the side. "I don't mind," she said, shrugging. She was dressed in her black cat suit with a lot of her chest showing, and a black mask. Trick was in his green and dark gray attire, face concealed by the red lensed goggles and green face mask. "Doll and the Puppeteer, as usual. Why are those two always together, can't they just take a break?" She grumbled, sighing. "Do you have any idea of how to get in?"
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