Team: TITAN, Class of 2004

[Radiant]

"But trying to take Shimmer with Mammoth around is suicide - he's unstable enough when she's okay, but focusing on her will most certainly drive him into a frenzy," Superboy says. "I wonder if she has limitations - but I doubt the computers would be able to adequately simulate something we're not completely sure about.

[coloe=cyan]"I noticed that then I wounded her. He wanted to kill me but you kept him to busy to attack me. And you wounded him, everyone has a limit. If he gets angry he gets ineffiecient."
Again she took her time to answer but it got a bit better since the thing is taking her complete attention. For once she doesn't spend two-thirds of her concentration on scanning her soroundings.
"A calm opponent would be far more dangerous. You are qhicker and more agile, you can defeat him."
Strange enough her eyes are practicalyl burrowing into his body as if Superboy were some specimen she has for examination.

After they clean and head out they see Batgirl and Superboy in the lobby of the building discussing the how best to fight Shimmer and Mammoth…

Cassandra waves towards Aqualad and Hank. Somehow she's not surprised at all to find he is not chilling out like the rest.

"What'cha planning on doing? I got invited to movie night by Argent, but I'm still stewing on this whole Fearsome Five thing - not sure I could really sit still."[/COLOR]

"Training."
Again she tries to decide what room to use and finds herself at a loss. In the end she turns back to Superboy.
"How do you practice fighting agaisnt metahumans? I never did that."

 

[Radiant]

Cassandra (Batgirl)

Team TITAN Campus, 6:48pm, Oct 30th 2004, the Workshop

Hank couldn't believe it, someone who didn't think he was crazy!

"Yeah, man. Whatever happens, I got your back." He reached out and shook Garth's hand. This new teen-team might be all right after all.

As they made their way from the Workshop, Hank noticed Superboy and Cassandra. Why didn't I think to invite her! Got too caught up in the fight to even think about being social.

"Hey guys. What's goin' on?"

She smiles back and shrugs once more with just one shoulder.
"Training, must learn how fight enemies with powers."

 

[Mordane76]

"Never really practiced for anyone in particular - never really had a facility where something like that would be a possibility," Superboy says. "Just sorta wing it, I guess," he adds with a shrug. "Guys like the Fearsome Five come and go - and always have something unusual. The only thing I've learned about super criminals is that there's always somebody out there with a power you're not ready for the first time around.

"At that point, you just look for a way to make sure there's gonna be a next time."

Looking over the rooms, Superboy points at the range. "Why don't we go down there? You can take some target shots at me. C'mon - this is probably the only chance you'll get to say you made a dummy out of the Kid of Steel," he says with a smile. "You're welcome to come along too, Hank - it's not a good evening unless lots of people are throwing things at me."

 

[kid A]

Dove

After passing in and out of consciousness for a little over an hour, Don admitted defeat. He realized he was not going to be able to get much sleep right now... he had too much on his mind. Changing out of his clothes from earlier, he put on a white and blue running suit, and decided to head to the Workshop for a run. He had more than a little frustration to work out, and he thought the best way to take care of that was with a good jog.

Downstairs, he passed a small group of the others watching a movie. He hadn't seen what they were watching, but then again, he didn't really feel like sitting still right now. Putting on a fake smile, he waved at anyone who may have noticed him passing, and continued out to the Workshop.

Darkness was setting in for the evening, and it took his eyes a few minutes to adjust to the outdoor illumination. Closing the distance to the Workshop, Don thought he saw another group of Titans standing around the entrance...

 

[Radiant]

"Never really practiced for anyone in particular - never really had a facility where something like that would be a possibility," Superboy says. "Just sorta wing it, I guess," he adds with a shrug. "Guys like the Fearsome Five come and go - and always have something unusual. The only thing I've learned about super criminals is that there's always somebody out there with a power you're not ready for the first time around.

"At that point, you just look for a way to make sure there's gonna be a next time."

She softly shakes her head, thinking that no one who doesn't happen to be a relative of Superman can afford the luxury of acting like that but she just doesn't have the vocubulary or the patience to get into that.

Looking over the rooms, Superboy points at the range. "Why don't we go down there? You can take some target shots at me. C'mon - this is probably the only chance you'll get to say you made a dummy out of the Kid of Steel," he says with a smile. "You're welcome to come along too, Hank - it's not a good evening unless lots of people are throwing things at me."

"Good."
She suddenly smiles as she realizes that this is probably her first chance to pracice her moves without holding back. In fact she will most likely have to get her attacks far more damaging to even have a chance for Superboy to notice them. Metas certainly have their good sides... .

Darkness was setting in for the evening, and it took his eyes a few minutes to adjust to the outdoor illumination. Closing the distance to the Workshop, Don thought he saw another group of Titans standing around the entrance...

A Razorwing snaps open in Cassandra's hand before she recognizes the figure but it appears and vanishes so fast that it is hard to notice it at all.
"Dove."

 

[Mordane76]

"Cool; don't get too happy though - this dummy doesn't intend to just stand there. I've been meaning to see how well I can block stuff thrown by someone with skill," Superboy says with a smile. "It'll come in handy, later - especially with whack-jobs like Gizmo shooting off God-only-knows at us."

Looking over at Dove, Superboy waves. "C'mon down - Cassandra is going to throw things at me, and I'm hoping Hank will too. We can always use one more! Throw, shoot, punch, blast - I'm up for it all."

 

[kid A]

Dove

Don closed the rest of the distance to the others and agreed to join them. Awake, but still not entirely with it, he managed a simple, "Okay," and waited for the others to enter the workshop.

 

[Nuke261]

Hawk

"Hmm. Sure, sounds cool. Someone is gonna have to throw something at me or hit, though. I can only turn into Hawk when there's trouble. Unless I stay human and Cassandra shows me some of her moves." Hank smiled a big, dumb smile at Cassandra. Next thing he knew, everyone was saying hi to Don. He turned to see Don walking towards them. At first he was pretty mad about the timing. Then something unusual happened. He had a thought.

"You know, if you want a real practice session, Don is your man. He may not like to get his hands dirty but he knows tactics like nobody else." As Don approached, Hank smiled, putting his arm around his brother's shoulder.

 

[kid A]

Dove

"Sure. Whatever." Don felt very uncharacteristically indifferent about the whole thing. Actually, it annoyed him a bit... the cool attitude... the arm around his shoulder... Hank was trying to use him to score points with the quiet one. Cassandra. Whatever. It's not like he'll get anywhere without his foot ending up in his mouth. Still, a workout was a workout, and right now, he needed to vent some frustration. "What are we waiting for?"

 

[Mordane76]

Superboy (Ok, 4HP)

"Oh, you'll be in trouble alright," Superboy says, pumping a fist jokingly at Hank. "Let's just keep it to you guys attacking me, though - there's no point in someone getting anymore hurt after such a long day."