The Flash is asleep upside down on the couch, yellow-booted feet in the
air. Strewn all over the place are videogames and comics and snack food
wrappers and books, and the couch opposite him has evidence of someone
else sleeping - but whoever they were, they're gone. The room is otherwise
silent and empty.

Wonder Girl enters into the room cautiously. Really, she's a bit weary
still of the entire area and situation, but she is learning how to cope.
But as she comes up toward the center dias of the room, she blinks
sapphire eyes at the sight. Besides being a total mess, its the center of
that mess that catches her eyes right now. She creeps her way cautiously
through the wrappers and the other debree and comes up to tap the one she
believes to be Barry on the shoulder. "Flash...?" She questions quietly,
not wanting to startle the man completely.

Well, they generally say you can't sneak up on a speedster - but it looks
like this time, Donna's done a marvelous job. No matter how quietly she
asks, and how gently she touches, she still manages to startle the Flash -
who, with a yelp and a waving of the arms, falls through the back of the
couch and lands on the floor behind it. "Who...what? What? Cassie?"

Wonder Girl blinks, her eyes flying wide in the face of the flailing
Flash. She immediately takes a step backwards before she realizes that the
poor man is about to fall over. She makes a grab for his arm just a second
too late and winces as she watches the landing. The look on her face is
clearly distressed and her cheeks flush a deep crimson as she rushes over
to Flash, her breath caught in her throat for a moment. "A-Are you okay?
Great Hera, I'm so sorry, I didn't know you were sleeping so soun -- " But
then she stops, her mouth opening a moment, then closing. And then she
tilts her head a bit, looking at the masked man. "Cassie...?" Surely he
was dreaming or something. "I don't know who Cassie is, but are you all
right?" She asks again.

"Cassie might be Batman or Robin or even Big Barda of his time, Donna.
See, we're in the future now. Not *his* future, not Flash's, but his
past." Helpful, isn't it?

There is suddenly a slight breeze, enough to ruffle the leaves about the
dias, as Kid Flash darts into view, carrying a cup of coffee. Which he
hands out towards Bart. "We went to our future, which is really their
past, so it's like a middle gorund thing. But the even *more* confusing
thing, Donna, is that Flash here comes from the future even beyond his
future to the past, this past, or just prior to now, where I helped to
raise him. Kind of." He doesn't seem to be slowing down for breath any
time soon. "So, what we have here is a time when he's his adult self in a
time when he should be his kid self which is really his kid self in a time
well, well before when he was his kid self in the far future, more future
than his present self, which is the future from now, our future too,
though we're in our past, kind of, stuck here to..." Someon cut him off
anytime, please.

"...something like that," finishes the Flash with a rueful look on his
face, gratefully taking the coffee. "Thanks, Wally. Sorry, Donna - I'm not
used to sleeping upside down." He stands up, turning his head around,
working out the cricks in his neck. "I also can't remember the last time I
fell asleep in costume. That's pretty bad."

Incredibly - Jesse got to see this one last night, but no one else has yet
- the costume just sort of dissolves, revealing comfortable-looking
clothes underneath. You know the type - beat up jeans, sneakers, hoodie.
Glasses. And - well, he's not Barry, but has Donna ever seen Barry's face
before? "Much better. You kids are up awfully early." A beat. "I think.
What -time- is it?"

"Kid Flash," Donna smiles and looks up from her position next to Barry,
but then as she hears the launching of the tirad as to who, what, when,
where...its like watching the confusion play across her face in stark
relief. She pauses a moment, thinking, almost really trying to
assimilate...but one thing she does get is that it doesn't seem like this
would be right if its suppose to be Barry. Either way, her head begins to
hurt just a tad and even as Flash stands, so does she. And then come the
theatrics...and Donna's eyes go wide a moment and her jaw drops. Perhaps
more understanding and realization. "You're not Barry...." She says
looking at the man's face, though he does highly resemble the man. She
blinks and looks over to Flash again,"Wait a moment...you said we're in
our future and he's in his past...or something like that." She thinks a
little more on it and looks up and around at the symbols of the Titans and
she cannot hide all of the distress that suddenly seems to start clutching
at her. "H-How far in the future? What's going on?"

Taking a deep breath, Wally prepares to launch into the next explaination
for Donna, when he stops himself, looks to her and then to Bart, and back.
"We don't know." Hopefully that will be more clear and helpful than the
last blurb he had.

Moving to his side, Wally tosses himself into one of the chairs, pulling
his cowl back, and running a hand thorugh his hair. Why bother to try and
hide who he is before you two? You both know exactly who he is. "My best
guess is that something went wrong, really wrong,a nd we all got pulled
here by accident. If there's a reason for it, I haven't seen any signs of
one. Yet." He looks a little worried about this as he thinks about that
for the first time. "But everyone seems to be okay, Donna. You know,
alive, well. Jumbled, of course. But I think we're adjusting, somewhat."
At least he is.

Bart Allen pauses, taking a sip of his coffee. He blinks, then grins at
Wally. "How'd you know I liked my coffee?" Returning to the conversation,
he nods to Wonder Girl, looking vaguely more awake than he did a second
ago. "I know what year -this- is, but I'm not sure what year you're coming
from. I know I'm from fifteen years from now." He takes another sip of the
coffee, and starts walking around the room, toeing the videogames and
comics and books into piles remotely resembling orderliness. "And - this
*is* your Tower, in this present day. You don't need to be frightened,
Donna; we'll get you home, and even as-is, you're not in a place that's
dangerous to you."

Straightening, the speedster raises his eyebrows, and pushes up his
glasses. "Wally - that reminds me. You remember...er, what you found out?
The blonde girl who was around here earlier, Jesse Chambers...she might
come around asking you about it. I - I don't want her trying to call her
father." He looks totally businesslike, his amber eyes serious. "You don't
have to do into any kind of detail. Just try and discourage her."

Wonder Girl moves over to stand next to Wally's chair, leaning against the
side of it just a little as looks between him and the future Flash.
"That's...well...its incredible," she says at last, and then and image
comes to mind and frowns slightly. "I actually did a bit of exploring
yesterday," she ventures. "It was strange...I came across this room and I
thought for sure maybe it was Diana's or some such if we were in an
alternate reality. I didn't look through it entirely, but in the living
room was a picture of us. All of us." She speaks in reference to the 'Teen
Titans'. "I can't tell when it would've been taken, but we're actually
about the same age we are now judging by the costumes and how we all
looked." But its the picture that was next to that one that keep
disturbing her now that she thinks about it. She starts to speak again,
but then just stops, shaking her head. The woman in the picture with the
newborn...the one she thought looked so similar to Amazonian princess
who's been like her sister....

Her eyes move over to the man now in jeans and t-shirt,"I suppose we could
look around through stuff...maybe it can tell us how old we are in this
timeline...or something." She folds her arms, letting out a breath. Bart
says she doesn't need to be frightened, but she's really trying not to be
completely freaked out. Okay, just be calm. Its all right. Surely you'll
find a way out of it. "At least we know we're safe. I just wish we knew
how it happened and why...."

"Well, I just made it the way... ah, something in the blood, your blood,
bart." That ought to explain it, as Kid Flash gives The Flash a hopeful
smile. Wow, really, Flash likes the coffee he got him? "It's a taste I
haven't quite come to like yet... but I'm working on it." Because right
now in his life, if Barry likes it and does it, well, so does Wally have
to. In Wally's mind. But as the Junior Flash reclines in his chair, he
looks to Donna and attempts to explain. "I wouldn't worry about the stuff
too much. I mean, we may be in the future, but we're not sure that it is
*our* future. There are some things here... that well, may happen." At
this Wally looks down, his hands going through his hair again, as he does
what he does best: Finds a hope and latches on, believing. "So, what may
be the past here may not be our life stories, necessarily. Like The Golden
Boy not knowing that Robin didn't know him." At least this is the
conclusion that Wally has come up with.

But then he shrugs his shoulders a little. "Personally, I thinkw e can
deal with all of this back-forwards stuff. I even cfound some clothes int
he room downstairs, the one that is marked mine, that fit. But the shoes
are a bit big... but myself I'm glad we're all safe and sound. I only hope
surpries don't jump out at us from around unknown corners here on out."

Hmm. She went in her future room. Bart watches Donna for a moment,
thinking, then snaps himself out of his reverie. "I don't know that
rooting around in all the nooks and crannies here is such a good idea. We
can solve this really easily - this is the year 1997. What year are you
coming out of?"

At Wally's words, the adult speedster tries not to laugh. "I think you ran
into my shoes, Wally. I mean, not my shoes - the shoes that my counterpart
from this year owns." Then he rolls his eyes. "This sounds so convoluted.
Wally - Donna - have you seen any of the others anywhere? It's kind of
like herding cats, but until we figure out how to get everyone back to
where they belong, I need to try and keep as few people from seeing their
futures as possible." Then he sighs, and laughs again, and finishes his
coffee. "I'm not sure why I'm bothering, though, if you're looking through
the rooms here anyway. Maybe we should transfer everyone to the other
base." It seems like he's thinking out loud now - bad habit.

Wonder Girl nods her head and then smiles a bit, looking quite relieved at
Wally's words and relaxing visibly. "You're right. All this time jumping
and mix ups and everything...we don't know which way is up right now. So,
maybe we should just bide our time while we try and look for a way to get
back to where we belong." And its not everyday a person is able to glimpse
and experience the future...whoever's future it might be. And idly she
wonders if perhaps she'll run into this timeline's Diana...but then
again....

She turns and starts to answer Bart about the year when she notes the
rolling of his eyes and his frustration. She turns, glancing to Wally and
looks slightly confused. Wondering. "So we won't go looking around the
place...just in case. But if its not even our own futures -- " She stop,
not wanting to frustrate the situation. Time is a fickle thing after all.
Maybe Bart is right. But she can't help being curious. "What other base
would you rather have us at then?"

A voice from the door says, half-cheerily "I think 'Flash' has a place in
Metropolis in mind." It comes from a young man leaning in the doorway with
his hands in his jacket pocket, whom is anyone else were 'home' here,
might think was Richard Grayson. It isn't, although it's spooky how much
he looks like him, especially in this building. "I supose I should be
lucky that 'Robin' can't find out too much about himself from me." he
concludes more moodily. "Hello, Bart. Everyone."

Suddenly out of nowhere, a bright emerald streak flies into the room. For
those possessed of greater visual acuity, however, she is easily
recognizable as the young Jennie-Lynn, prior to her days when she entered
into the world of super-heroing. "Look what I found!" She yells out
excitedly, holding up the complex device strapped around her next.
Bringing it up to her eye, she gives everyone as little time to react as
possible as she pressed down the button . . . *FLASH* There is a bright,
if brief, flash of light and a short 'click' noise as the camera snaps a
picture. "I bet whoever's camera this is will like totally dig the
pictures we leave behind." Act first, think later. She'll probably learn
to do otherwise eventually in the future, but for now she's running purely
on emotion. But who's camera is it anyway?

About to open his mouth, and not being faster than the speed of light,
Wally only has time to react to the noise of Jenny entering... which isn't
quick enough. Hands go up to shield his eyes, but still the flash is
there. So, she'll have a nice shot of his trying to dodge the camera.
Rubbing his eyes, he stands, getting out of his chair to stumble around
near to Donna. "She one of the future Leaguer's, Flash?" Kid Flash is
curious as to who the kid is, as well as Robin, as when the teen looks in
that direction he's not sure he can make heads or tails who this hero is.
"Dr. Midnight?" A guess. "Or someone new? Cool named like 'Mr. Honesty',
or somethign silly like 'Nightwing'?" He grins,w anting to make a joke,
hoping to get everyone int heir happy place.

Something he wonders and worries about with Donna, as she seems to be
taking this rather harshly. He can only imagine what it's like for her,
first coming from a world as ancient as the Amazons, to this, and not
forward even more. At least Wally has had Barry telling him stories of
time travel to help him. "I think that's a good idea, not snooping around
too much. Because then we wouldn't want to think that this time *has to
become* our time, right?" He grins to here, as his eyes begin to clear.
"Metropolis? Wow, we can go there though?" He looks hopeful to Bart on
this.

"Yeah, Metropolis is nice this time of year. Time for a field trip once
we've rounded everyone up," says the Flash, visibly relieved. "Tim - as
bad as this sounds, I'm glad you're here. I've only seen Kon, otherwise.
Know if anyone else wound up coming through?" He straightens, putting his
empty coffee cup on the low table between the couches, then runs his hands
through his hair and adjusts his glasses again. "Also, I don't suppose you
have any ide--"

He's cut off as Jennie-Lynn comes flying through with the camera. Turning
to look at her, eyes wide, he gets pretty neatly blinded by the light.
"Oh, now, that can't be good, Ja- um, Jenny. I don't think you should
leave those pictures in there." He doesn't sound thrilled, but he doesn't
sound angry, either. Throwing a glance Wally's way, Bart grins a little.
"No, this is my friend Tim. Tim, I think you know everyone..."

Wonder Girl blinks. Once. Twice.

She looks up, regarding the stranger across the room before she makes a
conscious effort to stop herself from staring. Who is that? He wasn't with
Bart and Superman when they all first arrived. But whoever he is, he's
definitely -- "...wow." Then she flushes and shifts a bit standing next to
Wally's chair. "I mean...hi."

And its about that time that the camera tooting Jennie comes tearing in,
flash bulbing the world. And should Donna be caught at all by the lense,
she looks rather wide eyed and startled to say the least. She looks over
at Bart and then to Wally, wondering the exact question just about that
the Kid Flash voices...who is that? Even as her teammate moves to stand
closer to her, so she takes a step back to make sure they both have a
complete view of the room and its occupants. Habit. "Maybe Metropolis is a
good idea...." She says after another moment, shifting uncomfortably.

Tim Drake smoothly turns his head and puts his hand up just long enough
for the flash to go off, hiding his face from the camera. Almost as
quickly he puts his hand back in his pocket and the sour lemon look leaves
his face. If Dick was here, he'd recognize it was a move Bruce often made
in his 'playboy fop' days. Walking in to stand near Bart he smiles at
Donna, remembering he had that same look on his face the night Dick took
him to introduce Robin to Darkstar. Did that even happen yet?

"Cissie's here somewhere. I popped in on the West Coast, since....since I
didn't come to New York with her this time." He says to Bart. Smirking at
Wally, which really looks weird because it could be Dick's smirk, "If it
makes you feel better you can call me Hermes." Then back to Donna. "no
offense, Wonder Girl." Then finishing with Bart, all business. "Youre
right, we need to get everyone togert and fix this beforee people hear too
much."

Glancing at the camera she holds in her hands, Jennie-Lynn doesn't quite
seem to grasp what Bart means. "But won't we know we were here if we
switch back? Because then we'll grow up and remember what happened and
stuff." She considers this a few seconds longer, before nodding her head
in agreement with herself. Everyone will already know what's happened if
time is restored to its proper place. So they should leave some pictures!
After all, relying strictly on your memories tends to cause forgetfulness.
She fiddles with the settings some more before aiming the camera at Donna
and snapping another photograph, "Besides, some of this roll has already
been used before I found it."

Looking over and up to the elder speedster, Wally shares hopefully with
his mentor a meaningful glance. The two seem to get along and understand
each other overly well in most things, and heck even the clothes fit (save
for the shoes, again), so maybe Bart will know what the Lightning Lad will
mean in that glance. That's what was said, right?

Looking then to Donna, wondering if it was something he said, Kid Flash
wraps his arms about his waist, hugging them about himself. chewing on his
lower lip a moment, he then glances to 'Hermes', smiles a little as he
thinks he can place which 'family' the guy is from judging by that smirk,
and then looks down to his feet. he's not wanting to be caught by the
camera, to be a part of the 'media play' of this event, or any event. Not
yet any way. "Or we could all go back in time to when we left, the exact
instant of and thus remember none of this... none of it at all..."

Wonder Girl smiles and nods to the dark-haired guy once more.
"Hermes...no, no offense at all," she says with a grin. But then she
cringes a bit and blocks her own face, blinking a little at the camera
flash. She shakes her head and steps back once again, glancing to Wally.
"I'm going to go see if I can find some of the others if they're around
here real quick, just to try and keep track of everyone and make sure
we're all following the same plan." And with that, she looks at the
others, and then heads out to the main stretch of corridor.

Almost visibly flinching as Tim says that bit about people not hearing
things, Bart returns Wally's glance. He nods, looking chagrined, then
looks over at Jennie-Lynn. "Sure, your adult counterparts'll remember this
- though they didn't before, unless they're better at keeping secrets than
I think they are - but our teenaged counterparts won't. Remember, this
time thing is working three ways here...I think..." He's starting to
confuse himself now.

Shaking his head again, the Flash wrinkles his nose. "All right. That
means we have you, me, Cissie, and Kon, at the very least. If the pattern
is holding, we probably want to be on the lookout for Cassie, Suzie, and
Ni- Dolphin." He idly takes stock of the teenagers in the room, then nods
to Donna as she declares her reason for leaving. "Good idea, Wonder Girl.
Jenny, I mean it about that camera..."

Tim Drake turns a palm up. "I only know what Cassie has been, or will be,
up to because of what you tell me. Suzie and Dol I heaven't heard from in
years. You know I've been out of the loop except for you and Cissie." He
watches the glance pass between Wally and Bart. "In any event, I think
here and the Habitat are our best resources until we find out how and why
this happened. Despite the fact that we are not kids anymore , going to
the League right now is still not an option. You remember what they were
like. Are like." Tim shakes his head, just as bothered by the temporal
tangle as Bart.

Making a pouty face, the jade skinned Jennie-Lynn sighs slightly, "Fine,
fine. I'll put it back." Quickly spinning around on her heels, she makes a
straight line for . . . the wall. Right about when it looks like she's
going to run right into it, the star shaped power pulse on her hand glows
and a gigantic green hole appears in the wall, looking like something out
of a Looney Tunes short. She vanishes through it for a few seconds, before
reappearing out of it without the camera. The hole seals itself behind her
as she strolls back towards the gathering area, as if it was never there.
Jennie-Lynn doesn't really seem to think twice about using her powers this
way openly at the moment. They are heroes after all, surely this isn't the
oddest thing they've ever seen.

Watching Jenny work, Kid Flash just shakes his head a little, remembering
what it was like for him to use one of the Green lantern rings only a few
months ago... but he never did anything like that. He's quick on his feet,
good with his own powers, but something like that? He'll just try and
appreciate it. But, getting back to the working on the fly thing... "Well,
if the League is the League of your past here, they would still be so and
all, like you're worried about... but if we're like you guys were and now
you're caught between what we've become and what the League still is...
why not trade?" Seems logical to him. "If everythign we shouldn't get into
is heere at the Tower and you all know about it already, then you should
safeguard it, and we can go to this place in metropolis and not worry
about ruining anything. So, you guys can be us and we'll be you."

"That makes an amazing amount of sense, Wally. Thank you," says Bart,
raising his eyes to look at his cousin. "I can't pass myself off as this
era's Flash, though. I don't sound anything like him..." He pauses, and
blinks. "Wait. Holy Valor - Tim, half the league *anyway*...have you tried
to contact Batman? Something's happened to Superman, he's nowhere around,
and there's a kid saying he's going to be Superman when he grows up, but
it's not Kon. He's the one that did the lunar grafitti." Taking off his
glasses, Bart rubs his face, trying to get his thoughts in order. "This is
seriously crazy. We can't contact the League as a whole -anyway-, because
half of them are uncontactable at this point in time. If you haven't
spoken to Batman yet, I think it'd be a good idea. Meanwhile, yeah, let's
move everyone to the Habitat."

"I was hoping to find Dick first. I need to know if he popped in in
Gotham, Bludhaven or somewhere else. And if - God help us - he's already
gone home and run into Batman not realizing he's in 1997. If he hasn't, we
have to being him her first, before he or I bump into Batman." replies
Tim. "Can you imagine what it will do to the kid if he popped in at Dick's
apartment? Or tries to go back to his old room? And inagines Batman's face
when the doorbell rings and *I* answer the door?'

Not really able to follow the conversation in the least, Jennie-Lynn leaps
onto the couch and lounges there for the moment, wondering what this
'Habitat' is. It sounds like a zoo or a retirement home to her. And who
are these people? The only names she remotely recognizes are 'Batman' and
'Superman'. The others are lost to her. "Aren't the JLA goodguys too,
though?" She inquires. After all, they need all the help they can get. Why
be picky at a time like this?

Smiling at Flash's praise, thankful for it, Wally uses that to find the
courage to speak up. Bart seems not to play to Hermes, but respected him
instantly, and thus so shall Wally. But this is why Kid Flash is hesitant
to speak, for fear that it may upset this respectable person. "Actually,
Mr. Hermes Sir... when we first got here I picked up D-... Robin at the
Manor. No one was there, not even the butler. And I brought him here. So,
he should be in New York City somewhere."

"Yeah, I don't think...Robin...will have anything to worry about, Tim,"
agrees Bart, tapping his glasses on his hand for a second, then putting
them back on. "The JLA is mostly unhelpful at this point, Jenny. We'll be
able to handle this. There're a few people we'll definitely look into
contacting, however. And I really want to get a handle on that Superboy
kid, whoever he is." Reaching over to touch the Flash ring on his left
hand, mostly out of habit, it's less than a second before his costume
resolves back into place. Keeen special effect. "Let's get this show on
the road."

Tim Drake smiles at Bart and all of sudden the thing that makes Tim Drake
more grim than he was as a kid disappears from his face. "You're gonna
hate me for this, pal, but I know who 'that Superboy kid' is and where to
find him. I have for a while." He puts his hand on Kid Flash's shoulder.
"Good job, Wally. And there's no Mister. no sir. Just Tim. Or Hermes when
there's other heroes or villians around, you know how that goes. When Bart
and I and our friends were your age, you and Dick and Donna and Roy and
Garth were our heroes, the ones we looked up to. You taught us - will
teach us - that teamwork is about friendship. You Teen Titans set the
standard for being sidekicks, and for being good people. The fact that you
brought Dick here shows you were taught by the best. All of you. So as far
as I'm concerned, we're friends too, no matter how old any of us are."
Taking a green visor out of povket and covering his eyes with it, Tim puts
on his poker face. "How do feel about Kansas this time of year?"

Not quite being a hero right now, Jennie-Lynn misses out on all the
wonderful bonding going on. Not that she minds, she has other goals at
this moment in her life. But she wonders what it is that brought her of
all people here. Does she become one of the 'Titans'? She had always
assumed she'd join the JSA. The JLA mostly unhelpful? Hm. Well, no point
in dwelling on any of it, she reasons. Whatever happens will happen.
Lifting herself off the couch, she gets ready to follow the others
wherever it is they're going. Assuming, of course, that they don't intend
on running there.

His eyes caught up in the wonderous transformationt hat Bart undergoes
with the costume, Wally is focused there solely for the moment. That's
just... pure speed? Envoloping Bart? Is that what Wally feels it is? He's
not sure but that's... but now, Wally doesn't get caught up in that so
much that he misses Hermes' words. Not at all. "... we don't do anything
special though... we just try to do what we can. but to know that we turn
out to be such wonderful people, like you guys... well, that just means it
will all be worth it." he smiles at this, even as he reaches back to pull
his cowl into place. "I'll try to find Robin. Meet you, Flash, at the
Superman momument in the central park in Metropolis? If the momument is
there... I'll bring robin?" But then he really stops and turns, now that
his eyes are all adjusted back to norm and all. "Ah, miss?" He walks over
to her, not runs, just walks. "Sorry, my name is Wally West, kid Flash.
Just call me Wally, kay? And I can call you... cute?" He winks to her,
seeing if this will help to cheer her up. "Help me find my friend, and
then i'll give you a ride to Metropolis, the City of Tomorrow. It's a
smooth ride, I promise."

Tim Drake pulls his jacket away from his hip briefly to reveal some
gadgets attached to his belt. They look like a hybrid between today's cell
phones and palm tops and things out of Star Trek. He looks at some radings
on them and the reaches into the oppoite side to shift some sort of
firearm. Concealing everything again, he watches Wally make friends with
Jade. The briefest line quirks the side of his face the way it used to
worm across Batman's when he or Dick made a joke in a serious situation.
"Can you believe that?" he whispers to Bart, "'we just do the best we
can'. They never started with half the ego we did. Sometimes I think we
were the punks the media said we were until the titans straightened us
out." Shaking his head he says more loudly. "My van's outside. I'll meet
you flyboys in Metropolis." Despite his protesting that 'I dont do the
hero thing anymore', Tim's posture as he stands next to Bart shifts
subetly, echoing nights when the two of them stood on roofs or in front of
computer banks, or side by side in a streetfight. You can take the boy out
of Gotham, but not Gotham out of the boy. With that, 'Hermes' has left the
building.

"Grife, I hope he hasn't got to Kansas yet," mutters the Flash, shaking
his head. He watches Wally go over to make friends - heh heh - with
Jennie-Lynn, then blinks at Tim. "Hey," he says defensively, and somewhat
under his breath, "they only had adults to live up to. We had adults -and-
them, and all of their expectations. You can't tell me that that's quite
even." Looks like it still stings, doesn't it? Sighing, face a little
twisted, the Scarlet Speedster straightens and makes the effort to look
happier. Then it actually hits home. Why -shouldn't- he be happy? He's had
the chance not only to meet Wally in reverse terms, but to help him - and
maybe help Jesse, too. He half wishes they -will- remember what he's told
them. "All right - all right, off to Metropolis. Wait 'til you guys see
this place, it's incredible...you'll love it! Just, uh, make an effort to
forget where it is at some point, okay? It's kind of secret..." Maybe a
flood can be prevented, here. With a grin, Bart Allen - the Flash - speeds
out the door.

Immediately, Jennie-Lynn's face lights up in response. Her mood was really
more out of boredom than anything else. She is only human after all, and
that whole conversation about Tim, Dick, and whoever just went right over
her head. "I'm Jennie-Lynn," she answers back with a smile. Clasping her
hands behind her back, she rocks back and forth on her heels to occupy
herself. Her cheeks turn a very slight, almost unnoticable shade of pink
at the compliment. Not many people call her cute when she's in her natural
colors at this point in her life, though that changes after Infinity Inc
disbands. But that's for her to discover on her own if she ever returns to
her rightful timeline. She's never seen superspeed powers up close and
personal before and the prospect of traveling alongside Wally obviously is
something she wishes to experience. "Sure, let's go!" She responds
excitedly. Glancing around at everyone donning their various costumes, she
then peers down at herself and her rather dated clothing. Hm. She'll have
to make herself a costume or something. Or maybe form one with her powers.
The best she can do right now is turn her pink outfit green and replace
the 'My Little Pony' logo with her dad's Green Lantern symbol. With a glow
from her power pulse, a soft wave of green energy washes over her and
makes the alterations. She poses for her own benefit a moment and then
winks back at Wally, "Ok, now I'm ready."

Wow, everyone's making with the transforming costumes. The wave of the
future! But then, that's not what has Wally's eye caught at the moment.
See, he's a fan of Star Trek, and everyone knows who watches that show,
that the real men are the ones that win over the green babes. And yes, he
thinks 'babe'. "Alright!" He's almost shaking at hyperspeed he's so
shocked, and glad. Maybe being int he future isn't so bad afterall.
Extending his hand, he'll smile and then offer to be off. She can even
piggyback if she wants.