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[raptorcanaria]

Unlike many of the major US cities in this universe, the Chicago of the JLA's world is remarkably similar to the Chicago of many others. Certainly, when the door from Milliways opens onto Lake Shore Drive, the cityscape ahead of the visitors might look familiar to one or two of them.

Well, except for the glass giants laying waste to the city, and the squadron of giant yellow birds in the sky.

Black Canary is already shouting out instructions over the din of the destruction.

"Keep close and watch each other's backs! Clear the city and for God's sake watch out for civilians! Do not! Let their eyebeams touch you; they'll turn you into one of them!

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!! "

Without taking a breath, her shouted orders turn into a scream and the diamond giant bearing on them from the left shatters into huge clear chunks that shower to the ground.

"Go!"

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[furiousmaximus.livejournal.com]

Max also glances up at X as he swings his hammer through another crystalline knee. Somewhere at the back of his brain he considers dropping his weapon and doing one of those ridiculous running dives to catch her. That part of his brain notes that A) it's unlikely to get her to sleep with him, and B) it's a stupid gesture anyway. He's seen her handle worse.

He remembers the kraken.

So he goes back to hitting things with his giant hammer.

[overcame-fear.livejournal.com]

Hal, meanwhile, agrees with Canary that it's time to wrap this up. And apparently he means that literally, because a giant green net appears above the battle ground and with a might sweep of his arms, Hal uses it to scoop up the remaining aliens, making a few last-minute twists to avoid catching X, Max, and Ellen in the trap.

He signals to Canary: "I'll get this bunch to Blackhawk Island. Meet up with you after!"

And with that, GL soars into the air, dragging the enormous net behind him.

One thing's for sure: he won't need to be hitting the gym for at least a week after this.

[raptorcanaria]

Dinah lifts a hand over her eyes, part-wave, part-salute, part just keeping the sun out of her eyes.

"Thanks so much, guys. I'll drop you off at the bar; we can take it from here."

Part of this is that Flash is in her ear telling her she's needed in Central City, and he can't take all five of them.

"Your drinks are on me until I get back."

They've done all she can ask of them, but she suspects it's going to be a long time before she can take this wig off.

[furiousmaximus.livejournal.com]

"You'll have to share a few with us," Max grins. And by 'us' he very, very obviously means 'me'.

And, in case this was somehow unclear, he isn't just offering to drink with her.

If you know what he means.

And you do. Because subtlety isn't really one of Max's strengths.

[cutting_edgex23]

"Thank you," X says, after having picked herself up off the ground.

All of her pieces are present and accounted for. She's going to need a shower to get the blood out of her hair, though.

Ah well.

"Do not get killed."

It is more useful thank saying 'good luck'.