Metro: The Habitat - Abandoned Project Cadmus Facility

        Like the fabled redwood forests in California, the trees of the
Habitat rise high above the ground, hundreds of feet into the blue sky.
Towering like giants, they provide a canopy against the bright sun and
harsh weather, allowing only sprinkles of sunlight to filter through the
blanket of leaves of branches high above. An eerie silence permeates the
landscape, lacking the familiar sounds of chirping insects and woodland
animals, with only the occasional rustle of leaves to signal life and
movement. Off in the distance at the edge of the forest lies a small
mountain, visible only when viewed from above the treetops.

        Perched high within the thick forked branches of a few of the
trees are several dome shaped structures made of advanced composite
alloys, linked to each other by translucent tunnels. Though they appear
new, they are as lifeless as the rest of the unusual forest, with no
activity to be found within. The only companions found here are the
titanic trees, standing tall like pillars that hold up the sky.

Skidding to a halt in front of the Habitat, big plastic bag of assorted
superheroine panties over his shoulder, Impulse grins. "Wotta haul, wotta
haul! SB, you...hey! KID! Where you at?"

"Waiting for you, as usual," the Kid calls down from his perch above the
door. Still in his ninja garb, he's melded into the shadows. Stepping out
into the light, but still suspended in the air, he looks down at Bart and
adds as menacingly as he can, "I'm Batman..."

A shadows moves a hair behind the other two young heroes, white eyes
growing on to it, as a flash of gold peeks out from under folds of a black
cloak. "I've met Batman, Mister El, and you are no Batman." says a voice
more menacing than the one Superboy uses. Another step and Robin steps
into full light, laughing. "I love doing that." he says his own
almost-an-adult tones.

"Augh!" yells the speedster -- that's happening a lot lately, eh? Then he
yells again, louder, as Robin makes his entrance, "AUUUGH!" This'n makes
him drop the bag of underwear, and he stands there hyperventilating a
second. "Jeeez...*heh*, you guys..." He trails off, then picks up the bag
and waves it at Robin. "Look! Jade's, Donna's, and Jesse Quick's
underpants, Rob!" Reaching out, Impulse starts to open the door to their
headquarters...but it's kinda stuck. He frowns.

Superboy grins as he looks down at Bart's excitement and nods
emphatically. "You missed a good time, Rob. I guess Cowl-Head took the fun
detector for the night?" Yeah, he knows Bats is a stick in the mud the
size of a redwood. Sometimes he wonders how the man didn't infect Tim with
it, too. "Oh move, Imp. Sheesh. I'll get the door." Lowering himself to
the ground he mutters something about speedsters and 'real' powers before
he takes ahold of the door and gives it a tug. And this time, it does
open. And boy oh boy, does the Kid ever wish he didn't do that. For a lone
quarter of a tenth of a second, the wall of water that was contained
within the base hangs there, just long enough for Kon to brace himself
with his tactile TK before it rushes out, hitting him square in the face.
For a good five seconds it rushes out, the odd fish being carried along, a
few even slapping him in the face with their tails. When the torrent
finally ends, the Kid opens his eyes and a trail of water squirts out of
his mouth before he turns back to you two, drenched from head to toe and
back again. Oh it's a good thing he can't see how limp his hair is...

Robin turns pink as he examines the contents of Impulse's 'goodie bag'.
"Oh ,jeez," he says titlting his head in a way that those who are used to
the masks the Gotham crew wear knows accompanies rolled eyes. "Nightwing's
gonna read me the riot act." He takes the bag while Impulse tries the
door. "As long as I'm gonna get it - what does Starfire we--". The Teen
Wonder stops and looks up atthe impossibly hanging wall of water. "Son of
a--" is all he gets out before he's knoscked head over heels by the mini
tsunami. When it drains away he's lying face down in the newly made mud.
His hair is as limp as the Boy of Steel's, and he sure doesn't look spooky
anymore.

When the water clears, where's Impulse? About ten feet back, sitting in
the mud with his back to a tree, completely stunned look on his face. Next
to him is the sopping wet bag, filled with now-soaked and salt-stained
panties. He coughs a couple times, then starts laughing. And /laughing/.
He doesn't stop for a good minute, meanwhile trying to get up -- slipping
in the mud a couple times before he finally makes it. "Of course you
know," he says, trying to stifle the continuing upsurges of giggle-itis,
"*this* means *WAR*."

Superboy looks at the two of you and then reaches into his coat to
retrieve his goggles. Not one word is spoken by the Kid as he shakes them
a bit until they are relativly dry and dons them. With a calculated
carefulness, he uses his 'heat vision' to quickly dry the places he can
see before he looks to Bart. "Be very, very quiet. I'm hunting Titans..."
Only then does he grin and reach up to run a hand through his hair. Oh
dear... Now the crap will hit the fan... "MY HAIR!!!!"

Robin gets to his feet in one fluid motion, a pilliar of mud-covered black
rising up from the earth. Wiping mud from his chin with the back of one
gloved hand, he sets his mouth in a line. Then, the corners curl up an a
devilish gron as his eyeslits become mini crescents. Not the Batface, but
something scary in a different way. The Boy Detective's thinking. "Right,"
he says, "I'm in. What do we do for an encore?"