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As Starfire guided the reindeer down, a new illusion illuminated the sky above with hundreds of fake Thor projections. It would have been disorienting if she hadn't been so keenly focused on safely landing the sleigh. With the stacks of presumably more present bombs still teetering around in the back, Starfire was concerned a rough landing could set them all off at once with disastrous results.

As hooves touched down into the now-thick blanket of snow on the ground without further incident, she stroked the velvety red nose of the lead deer with quiet praise, "Well done. Very well done."

Before she could turn to address the green being of (presumably) extraterrestrial origins that had targeted the Toyman directly, Thor pulled her so tightly into a hug that her feet were lifted out of the snow. Starfire laughed with delighted relief, wrapping her arms tightly around her friend, "Thor! You are unharmed! Christmas is not cancelled!"

It was a Christmas miracle. She knew she shouldn't be surprised - he was quite strong, and from what she'd seen when she checked on him after his fall, his armour seemed to take the brunt of the shot. Still, she worried there was more damage than met the eye, but he seemed full of life still. As she touched the ground again, one hand went back to the halter of the lead reindeer to keep them all grounded. They would still need to track down the original owner of these magical creatures - presumably Santa, though she was under the impression that the figure was a fictional adoption to represent the spirit of the season. Starfire followed Thor's gaze to their unnamed ally in the sleigh who had disarmed the Toyman and rendered him unconscious. He certainly seemed to be on their side, but a part of her remained vigilant for signs of aggression.

"I concur," Starfire added with a friendly smile, "Your assistance is much appreciated. It would be good to know whom we may credit with this success. I am Starfire, and my companions are Thor and Zach." She paused to look back at Zach who seemed to be doing alright given all the action, but he looked tired.

Excusing herself with a quick bow of her head, her feet floated up from the snowy ground and she zipped over to their young friend. Starfire placed a hand on his shoulder with a proud smile, "You have done very well, Zach. You should be proud. You have certainly impressed me. How are you feeling?"

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How's everyone doing?

@Cyrania

Hanging in. Work seems to be finally slowing back down to manageable so I have more time for fun things like this.

Home Is Where The Starship Is

It was beautiful. For the first time in over a century, Kir actually felt free. Truly free. Despite the best efforts of the empire, X’hondria lived on in her people. Though they hid in the shadows for now, they hadn’t forgotten their home or their traditions. She felt alive again. It was a joyful experience she hadn’t expected to ever have again.

She could feel the quiet sadness roll off of Harrison as he watched the crowd. It was understandable, and although she didn’t let it dampen her mood, she also didn’t dismiss it. He was so far from home in territory yet uncharted by human beings. She understood it was overwhelming to both miss the place you came from and all the memories, and also look to the stars with all the new opportunities they offered in wonder and excitement.

The melancholy seemed to lift from him when Kir beckoned him to join her. It hadn’t yet dawned on her that he would know all the same dances she did; she had expected to guide him through it with laughter and stepped-on toes. She had given him every experience, every shred of knowledge she had from her long life, and he had become X’hondrian in everything but birthright. He stumbled at first, of course, because although the muscle memory was there, it wasn’t hit and it took a moment to integrate. Kir made simpler, more deliberate movements to ease him in until his body caught up to his mind.

“You’re a better dancer than I expected,” Kir teased with a playful smile.

Meanwhile, Zev looked on in both pride and disappointment. Lyris joined him, voicing the very sentiment that echoed in his mind. It was all a beautiful display, but Kir and Harrison at the centre of it was as clear a sign as any. There was no separating those two; they were bonded for life.

“Yeah, I gathered as much,” Zev replied, trying not to sound dejected. He’d helped get her here, back to her people and to a place that could help her heal from years of neglect. This was all good - he knew that - but it was still hard to let the most impressive, ethereal being he’d ever had the pleasure to know slip through his fingers. “As long as she’s happy and safe, it doesn't really matter who she loves. She’s too special to mope about. I still get to be her pilot, and that’s something no one else in this burgeoning revolution gets to say.”

If nothing else, Zev took pride in his work, and if it meant he got to be a part of dismantling the worst empire the galaxy had ever seen, then that was something truly special. The thought was already rolling around in his head: what next? Kir had promised to free Serenfolia first, but how were four grossly under-equipped outlaws supposed to free an entire planet? They hadn’t exactly talked about it, and there was no way they could just bust down the doors and demand freedom. The empire would just cut them down and go back to business as usual.

His spiralling mind was interrupted by Harrison and Kir rejoining them from the dance floor. The song had ended, and they had stepped away to greet their friends.

Kir was practically beaming. A wide, happy smile curled from ear to ear, “It almost feels like home. Ka’ilit willing, we’ll dance under the black sun again soon. Tomorrow the real work begins, but let’s just enjoy tonight first. There will be many long, difficult days ahead, I think.”

Zev let out a chuckle in disbelief. She always seemed to know just what to say, and when she snuck him a little wink he knew it was because she’d felt his anxiety rise. It wasn’t invasive, it was just the empathy of a good leader, maybe even a great one. The fact that he’d doubted her for even a moment now seemed silly.

A new drumbeat started, one that was older than X’hondria itself, from before the sister tribes had been split escaping their dying homeworld. Kir seemed to light up even brighter and dropped Harrison’s hand to grab Lyris’ arm.

“Let’s show the boys how it’s really done!” She gleefully exclaimed as she dragged Lyris to the dance floor.

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J A S O N T O D D
J A S O N T O D D

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C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y _________________________________________________________ Jason Peter “Jaybird” Todd _________________________________________________________ 10 | Single _________________________________________________________ Bat-Fam | American N O T A B L E A B I L I T I E S & T O O L S N O T A B L E A B I L I T I E S & T O O L S _________________________________________________________ [+] - A B I L I T I E S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ Street Fighter Jason grew up forced to fend for himself and often found himself living on the streets from a very young age. He learned how to fight on those same streets out of necessity. Every scrap of food was hard won and he wasn’t giving them up for anything. With a little formal training, he could become something scarily formidable. ◼ Stealth Whether it was shoplifting or illegal dumpster diving, however Jason managed to get his hands on the necessities usually required some level of stealth to acquire. Not only that, but he’s been avoiding CPS for years since the last time he ran away from a foster home. ◼ Athletic Physique Jason may be scrawny, but he is surprisingly agile. He’s been climbing fire escapes into abandoned buildings looking for a dry place to sleep, outrunning bullies and cops, and supporting the weight of his deliriously drug-addicted mom for as long as he can remember. He may not be hitting the gym, but real life has provided plenty of opportunities to strengthen himself. ◼ High Intelligence Stupid people don’t survive, let alone thrive, on the streets. Finding food, shelter, and gaming the system for what he needs all while staying out of jail without making any deals with criminals takes a certain level of skill. Jason is incredibly observation and he reaps the benefits of learning from others’ successes and mistakes. Libraries are free, warm, and quiet which has offered him a lot of opportunities to dig into textbooks and reference materials to expand his skills. He’s made a few bucks here and there trading his natural aptitude for cash - repairing phones and space heaters for others living in the projects of Gotham. - T O O L (S) ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ Toolbox Jason has cobbled together a very effective array of tools that allow him to do everything from tinkering and repairs to hot wiring cars and picking locks. ◼ Baseball Bat Fists will only carry you so far in a fight, especially as a kid on your own trying to defend your meagre belongings. Jason swiped an aluminium bat from the local little league tryouts and it’s been his most trusty weapon ever since. - A L L I E S & A N T A G O N I S T S A L L I E S & A N T A G O N I S T S _________________________________________________________ [+] - B A T - F A M I L Y ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ ??? - The current Mayor of Gotham City. ◼ Kate Kane - Kate is Thomas's seventeen-year-old niece, whom has been dealing with her trauma. This reality's Batgirl. ◼ Alfred Pennyworth - Family Friend, Consultant, Head of Staff at Wayne Manor. A S S O C I A T E S & F A M I L Y ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ Lucius Fox - Head of R&D at Wayne Enterprises, ally of The Batman. ◼ The Penguin - An information broker and smuggler who operates out of the Iceberg Lounge. Useful albeit problematic. ◼ The Catwoman - An occasional ally to the Bat-Family even though she's a thief. C I T Y H A L L ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ ??? - The current Mayor of Gotham City. ◼ Harvey Dent - District Attorney. ◼ Julia Pennyworth - Legal aide to the district attorney's office. Alfred's daughter. G O T H A M A C A D E M Y ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ To Be Added R O G U E S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ To Be Added F A C T I O N S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ To Be Added - - P O S T C A T A L O G U E P O S T C A T A L O G U E _________________________________________________________ .

T H E S T O R Y S O F A R... T H E S T O R Y S O F A R... __________________________________________________________________________________ Jason’s life was guaranteed to be difficult from birth. His parents were barely making ends meet in minimum wage jobs, so his father was determined to lift them up out of the dirt when he found out Sheila was pregnant. Unfortunately, Willis struggled to climb the ranks quickly, and ended up thrown under the bus as a fall guy for a botched bank heist when Jason was only two years old. Sheila, now feeling the pressure of being a single mother in a town that seemed determined to grind her under the heel of it’s boot quickly turned to stimulants to allow her to work long hours at multiple job trying to make ends meet. The problem, of course, being she couldn’t sleep when she finally got home, forcing her to layer downers on top. It was a vicious cycle that was impossible to maintain. By the time Jason enteredelementary school, his dad had been killed in a prison riot. The news send his mother spiralling further out of control, and food at home became scarce. Bills started piling up, and half the time at least one of their utility bills would get so far behind the city would cut the service. Left with no other choice as his mother slipped further and further into addiction, Jason had to figure out how to fend for himself. At the age of five, he started to lurk around the grocery store dumpsters, watching older kids living on the streets go diving for cast offs. One was kind enough to take him under her wing and show him the ins and outs of surviving on nothing until she got picked up for shoplifting. While there was safety in numbers, there was also a hierarchy and he didn’t like being at the bottom as he often was as the youngest in the group so he preferred to go it alone most of the time. CPS intervened for the first time when truancy officers showed up at his apartment to find his mother in a drug-induced stupor and Jason nowhere to be found. He was removed from the home and placed with a foster family. He stayed there for a few weeks until he couldn’t take being treated like a thieving, second-class citizen anymore. He went on to run away from five more foster homes and a group home before CPS gave up trying to track him down. Still, he is extremely careful to avoid getting arrested so he doesn’t get sent back to another state home. Jason didn’t exactly have lofty aspirations for himself; Gotham isn’t a city that makes it easy to dig your way out of poverty. That changed when the Batman saved his mom from her attacking drug dealer. Suddenly he had someone he could actually look up to and respect, someone who didn’t care where were on the socio-economic ladder and instead just believed in what was just. Batman gave him something to believe in and aspire to, so he did the only thing he could think of: he followed him home. P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) ________________________________________________________________________________________ Jason has been my favourite Robin since…like, forever. I have a lot to say about the way DC has treated and used him (I will die salty about the phone-in hotline that decided his death). That’s not to say I’m not going to kill him off - because I am - but I’m going to choose a route that isn’t a cop-out and actually makes sense while keeping him in Gotham where he belongs. Kindred and I have already talked about this and hashed out some of the details for the future. The Joker still kills him, he still comes back wrong, and he still ends up exploited, but this time it’s not the League of Assassins that brings him back. Something or someone more sinister is pulling the strings this time, and it might just break the Bat-fam this time to get Jason back. But first! He has to prove himself to Thomas before he becomes Robin for real. N O T E S N O T E S ________________________________________________________________________________________ Costume

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Goodness gracious I've been bamboozled!

J A S O N T O D D
J A S O N T O D D

^{”Try and catch me, you big boob!”}

C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y _________________________________________________________ Jason Peter “Jaybird” Todd _________________________________________________________ 10 | Single _________________________________________________________ Bat-Fam | American N O T A B L E A B I L I T I E S & T O O L S N O T A B L E A B I L I T I E S & T O O L S _________________________________________________________ [+] - A B I L I T I E S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ Street Fighter Jason grew up forced to fend for himself and often found himself living on the streets from a very young age. He learned how to fight on those same streets out of necessity. Every scrap of food was hard won and he wasn’t giving them up for anything. With a little formal training, he could become something scarily formidable. ◼ Stealth Whether it was shoplifting or illegal dumpster diving, however Jason managed to get his hands on the necessities usually required some level of stealth to acquire. Not only that, but he’s been avoiding CPS for years since the last time he ran away from a foster home. ◼ Athletic Physique Jason may be scrawny, but he is surprisingly agile. He’s been climbing fire escapes into abandoned buildings looking for a dry place to sleep, outrunning bullies and cops, and supporting the weight of his deliriously drug-addicted mom for as long as he can remember. He may not be hitting the gym, but real life has provided plenty of opportunities to strengthen himself. ◼ High Intelligence Stupid people don’t survive, let alone thrive, on the streets. Finding food, shelter, and gaming the system for what he needs all while staying out of jail without making any deals with criminals takes a certain level of skill. Jason is incredibly observation and he reaps the benefits of learning from others’ successes and mistakes. Libraries are free, warm, and quiet which has offered him a lot of opportunities to dig into textbooks and reference materials to expand his skills. He’s made a few bucks here and there trading his natural aptitude for cash - repairing phones and space heaters for others living in the projects of Gotham. - T O O L (S) ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ Toolbox Jason has cobbled together a very effective array of tools that allow him to do everything from tinkering and repairs to hot wiring cars and picking locks. ◼ Baseball Bat Fists will only carry you so far in a fight, especially as a kid on your own trying to defend your meagre belongings. Jason swiped an aluminium bat from the local little league tryouts and it’s been his most trusty weapon ever since. - A L L I E S & A N T A G O N I S T S A L L I E S & A N T A G O N I S T S _________________________________________________________ [+] - B A T - F A M I L Y ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ ??? - The current Mayor of Gotham City. ◼ Kate Kane - Kate is Thomas's seventeen-year-old niece, whom has been dealing with her trauma. This reality's Batgirl. ◼ Alfred Pennyworth - Family Friend, Consultant, Head of Staff at Wayne Manor. A S S O C I A T E S & F A M I L Y ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ Lucius Fox - Head of R&D at Wayne Enterprises, ally of The Batman. ◼ The Penguin - An information broker and smuggler who operates out of the Iceberg Lounge. Useful albeit problematic. ◼ The Catwoman - An occasional ally to the Bat-Family even though she's a thief. C I T Y H A L L ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ ??? - The current Mayor of Gotham City. ◼ Harvey Dent - District Attorney. ◼ Julia Pennyworth - Legal aide to the district attorney's office. Alfred's daughter. G O T H A M A C A D E M Y ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ To Be Added R O G U E S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ To Be Added F A C T I O N S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ◼ To Be Added - - P O S T C A T A L O G U E P O S T C A T A L O G U E _________________________________________________________ .

T H E S T O R Y S O F A R... T H E S T O R Y S O F A R... __________________________________________________________________________________ Jason’s life was guaranteed to be difficult from birth. His parents were barely making ends meet in minimum wage jobs, so his father was determined to lift them up out of the dirt when he found out Sheila was pregnant. Unfortunately, Willis struggled to climb the ranks quickly, and ended up thrown under the bus as a fall guy for a botched bank heist when Jason was only two years old. Sheila, now feeling the pressure of being a single mother in a town that seemed determined to grind her under the heel of it’s boot quickly turned to stimulants to allow her to work long hours at multiple job trying to make ends meet. The problem, of course, being she couldn’t sleep when she finally got home, forcing her to layer downers on top. It was a vicious cycle that was impossible to maintain. By the time Jason enteredelementary school, his dad had been killed in a prison riot. The news send his mother spiralling further out of control, and food at home became scarce. Bills started piling up, and half the time at least one of their utility bills would get so far behind the city would cut the service. Left with no other choice as his mother slipped further and further into addiction, Jason had to figure out how to fend for himself. At the age of five, he started to lurk around the grocery store dumpsters, watching older kids living on the streets go diving for cast offs. One was kind enough to take him under her wing and show him the ins and outs of surviving on nothing until she got picked up for shoplifting. While there was safety in numbers, there was also a hierarchy and he didn’t like being at the bottom as he often was as the youngest in the group so he preferred to go it alone most of the time. CPS intervened for the first time when truancy officers showed up at his apartment to find his mother in a drug-induced stupor and Jason nowhere to be found. He was removed from the home and placed with a foster family. He stayed there for a few weeks until he couldn’t take being treated like a thieving, second-class citizen anymore. He went on to run away from five more foster homes and a group home before CPS gave up trying to track him down. Still, he is extremely careful to avoid getting arrested so he doesn’t get sent back to another state home. Jason didn’t exactly have lofty aspirations for himself; Gotham isn’t a city that makes it easy to dig your way out of poverty. That changed when the Batman saved his mom from her attacking drug dealer. Suddenly he had someone he could actually look up to and respect, someone who didn’t care where were on the socio-economic ladder and instead just believed in what was just. Batman gave him something to believe in and aspire to, so he did the only thing he could think of: he followed him home. P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) ________________________________________________________________________________________ Jason has been my favourite Robin since…like, forever. I have a lot to say about the way DC has treated and used him (I will die salty about the phone-in hotline that decided his death). That’s not to say I’m not going to kill him off - because I am - but I’m going to choose a route that isn’t a cop-out and actually makes sense while keeping him in Gotham where he belongs. Kindred and I have already talked about this and hashed out some of the details for the future. The Joker still kills him, he still comes back wrong, and he still ends up exploited, but this time it’s not the League of Assassins that brings him back. Something or someone more sinister is pulling the strings this time, and it might just break the Bat-fam this time to get Jason back. But first! He has to prove himself to Thomas before he becomes Robin for real. N O T E S N O T E S ________________________________________________________________________________________ Costume

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The next post should wrap this up. I only intended the Huldra to be a quick and easy one just to get me started so he'll be ready to hang with Zach next post ;)

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The police station was pretty much as quiet as one might expect from a small town. Keyboards were clacking as officers typed up reports and there were a couple of kids waiting to be booked in for what looked to be a minor shoplifting incident. He felt kind of bad for them - they were barely teenagers - but there wasn’t much he could do for them, and as the old adage goes, ‘Don’t do the crime if you can’t do the time.’ Sometimes it took a minor run-in with the cops to shake a kid straight again.

Walking confidently up to the front desk, he took a moment to peek at the receptionist’s name on the display plaque, “Hi, Lisa! Quiet day?”

Looking up from her monitor, she puzzled over his face as if trying to decipher if she knew him, “It was real busy here this morning. Can I help you with something?”

Vilhelm nodded and slid his press pass across the desk, “I’m looking for some press release packets for the recent disappearances in Olympic Forest. Can you get me hooked up with your PR team?”

Lisa gave him a small laugh, “We don’t have a PR department. I can see if the detective on the case is in right now, or at least get you his phone number so you can give him a call if he’s not.”

“Sure, that’d be great. Thanks, Lisa,” Vilhelm nodded, flashing her a friendly smile as she stepped away from the desk.

Vilhelm shifted his weight slightly as he waited, pulling his phone out to flip through the existing articles about the missing persons cases. All of them the same - last spotted with a woman with long blonde hair entering Olympic National Forest. None of the articles shared enough information about the victims to formulate a connection between them, but Vilhelm was fairly certain he was dealing with a Huldra. The only thing that didn’t make sense was why she was disappearing men - Huldra were generally kind and would even watch over those who lived in or near the forests. He couldn’t fathom what would turn one so violently against humans.

Beside him, a door opened and a tired-looking man stepped through, his gaze falling onto Vilhelm, “Jackson?”

Vilhelm shoved his phone back into his pocket, “Yeah, that’s me!” He offered his hand to the detective to shake, “Jackson Wells, The Whatcom Weekly Record.”

“Jeez, kid, you made one hell of a drive to come out here in person,” the detective took his hand and gave it a good shake before stepping aside to let him into the back. “I’m Detective Collins. Been on the case from day 1. I hear you’re looking for the press release?”

“I don’t mind the drive honestly,” Vilhelm lied with a shrug, “My editor recently put me on an assignment to cover a monthly crimes report and given the popularity of Olympic, it seemed worth checking it out.”
“Seems a little morbid, but what do I know?” Detective Collins sighed. “I think I’ve got a few more copies here at my desk I can give you.”

“Anything new you can tell me? Do you have a suspect in custody?” Vilhelm pressed.

The detective shook his head disappointedly, “I wish. The suspect has been elusive - we haven’t been able to get a clear look at her face, and all of the leads so far have turned up nothing. It’s like we’re chasing a spirit, or something…”

Vilhelm had to stifle a chuckle because he was pretty sure they were, but police weren’t equipped to deal with the mythical. Detective Collins wasn’t looking at him, though, and didn’t notice the mask almost slip as he rifled through tall stacks of case files and reports and a to-go box that looked old enough to vote.

Rising triumphantly with a fistful of papers, the detective offered them to Vilhelm, “This should be everything we’ve released so far on the three missing persons.”

“Thanks, detective. I really appreciate it. Any chance I could get your card in case I have any questions? I don’t want to keep you,” Vilhelm asked as he took the packets, already flipping through the details. Nothing he didn’t already know, honestly, but he hoped to find something buried that would help him connect the dots.

“Sure, kid,” he said, pulling out a card wallet and handing him one. “Let me walk you out.”

“Thanks. Hey, have you guys found any connections between the victims?” Vilhelm asked as they walked back toward the front door.

“Nothing super solid, but they’d all worked in the lumber industry at some point in the last five years.”

Bingo.

Huldra’s were protective of their forests, and commercial lumber would feel like a threat to them even if it was done ethically. Who wouldn’t turn rabid if their home was in danger? And spirits were incredibly volatile, so it wasn’t surprising she had escalated so quickly.

“Huh. Interesting,” he said noncommittally. “Thanks for the help, detective. I appreciate it.”

Next stop? Heading out to the forest to see if he could draw the Huldra out to confront her.

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I'm working on a post for Vilhelm too. I let the time get away from me on that one lol. I wanna try and free him up for interactions too.

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Starfire had trained for this for most of her life. Aerial combat was her bread-and-butter, so to speak. She was fast and capable on the ground, of course, but the sky was her home turf. Star bolts charged in her fists, ready to shoot down the Toyman as he whipped around to point a weapon at her. At this distance in the dark, she couldn’t tell much besides the fact it was a gun, and beyond that it didn’t really matter. Starfire was prepared to fire her own bolts in response, already twisting her body to make an evasive manoeuvre as the weapon flashed with a bright light.
Time seemed to slow impossibly, fractions of a second stretching into minutes as the energy beam didn’t graze past her like she’d expected. It didn’t hit her either. Something got in the way, something Thor-sized. The realisation hit her too slow as she watched him drop to the ground like dead weight. He’d taken the hit, not realising she was already prepared for it.
”THOR!” she screamed after him.

Dragging her attention back to Toyman as he loudly celebrated his triumph, she unleashed a barrage of star bolts hoping to distract him long enough to get to Thor on the ground. Not only was he vulnerable, but so was Zach now that Thor was down.

Starfire turned and dove toward the ground, only slowing right as she touched down to avoid risking any more harm to Thor as she landed right next to him. Settling to her knees, she quickly looked him over in search of obvious injuries - blood, broken bones, anything that would indicate the damage done by Toyman’s weapon.
”That was beyond the realm of stupidity!” she berated, though there was no bite to her words.

The Toyman still needed to be stopped, and as much as she wished she could put this battle on pause to take Thor to a doctor, that wasn’t in the cards. Someone needed to take control of that sleigh and bring him down to the ground so he could be arrested.

Turning to look for Zach, she called him over, ”Zach! Can you look after him? Toyman must be stopped here. He’s too dangerous.”

She stood again, she looked to the sky and could see the sleigh wasn’t flying in the same clear, smooth arc it had been. Something was disrupting them above, but she wasn’t going to assume it would be enough to ground him.

Pushing off the ground again, this time she aimed for the lead reindeer. Surely Toyman wouldn’t be stupid enough to shoot near the reindeer and risk killing one. Starfire slowed as she approached the first, it’s eyes looking wild and panicked. They followed their training and obeyed the pull of the reins, but they were spooked by being off course in the middle of a snowstorm. Starfire made soothing sounds, gently cooing as she took hold of the lead reindeer’s halter and started to tug, redirecting them to bring the sleigh down to ground where perhaps she’d be able to get control of the situation much easier than in the sky.

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