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Lash ([personal profile] thewunderkind) wrote in [community profile] trans_92011-09-23 11:30 pm

Me, Myself and I [Bendtime after Visitation Day is Over] [OPEN]

Compared to yesterday where the sensoriums had gotten so much use, Lash was glad that it was mostly quiet as she slipped into a free one. The day had passed relatively quickly thanks to running mazes, but even that hadn't gotten her as joyful as she should be, as strange and exciting as it had been.

The world around her changed as she stood atop a giant mountain overseeing the forest below her. Her army stood closer, as her opponent in the horizon began to prepare to attack her. A typical scenario she liked to play out at least once a week, each time using it to test out new invention ideas and fixes she should make to her existing ones.

But she wasn't there. The spark, the thing that made Lash excited about anything war-related and gave her an almost-worrying macabre yet positive outlook on nearly anything appeared to be extinguished. She'd been thinking a lot. Even now, she didn't raise her arms dramatically as she usually did to get the battle started, but merely an uninterested movement of her fingers as she dismissed it all and sat down, dangling her legs over the edge.

"Good evening Mistress Lash! We await your orders!"

She said nothing.

Lash watched the soldiers below her slowly get destroyed, unable to find herself engrossed enough to bother or want to give out commands. Those damn emotions Black Hole hated so much were going to be the death of her, weren't they? She'd seen a lot of her friends reunited with people they cared about and then felt the pangs of jealousy that followed as she waited, mostly by herself, to see if miraculously someone else would step out. She couldn't complain to Stacy about it either, as much as she wanted too, due to the AI falling silent in what she assumed was exhaustion. But that wasn't the biggest thing on her mind, eating away at her as time marched forward.

It was the cold reality of knowing that perhaps, this proved she was the only person rescued from her world.

She never had thought of it as such before, figuring out that everyone simply wasn't ready yet. All the time she'd been here, Lash had never given up hope at meeting one of her old comrades-in-arms. Gone to every poddrop too. Hell, who wouldn't want Commanding Officers from her world with army boosting powers in a war like this? She was a perfect example! The others were just a little more dumb and need more time to be properly awoken, that's all! And yet, yesterday seemed to hit the final nail in the coffin. Even without being completely ready, someone should have come out. Heck seeing Olaf's big ugly angry face would have made her feel better. Was Stacy mad at her? She'd been helping repair her weapons! There was no way she'd just ignore people who actually cared about fixing her up compared to those who cursed her name wherever they walked, right? There had to be a fairness in this! Thinking about fairness now, it was almost bizarre.

...Or maybe Stacy had been fair, and there was no one to be brought out, even for a day.

"Mistress Lash? We await your orders! Please respond!"

Alone from her world. Strangely enough, it frightened her. The very idea that she'd be fighting the war, sure with her friends, but without someone who she knew from before. Her homesickness had disappeared after a few months on the ship, but now it came back with full force.

"Mistress Lash! They've got megatanks! Please respond!" The macabre spectacle played out below her as her own units fought on, still standing where she had placed them against an enemy that had been upgrading and building all the time she was simply leaning in and doing nothing. Lash didn't care. You'd almost think she was a statue in the way she was lost in her thoughts. Eventually she issued a single command that was almost dismissive to everything.

"Whatever. Just blow them up for all I care." The soldiers below yelled out commands and eventually large rockets were launched at the sky, shining in the star-filled night sky. The nuclear-like weapons exploded in the middle of the enemies' troops, giving her a good view of the entire carnage and clouds lighting up the atmosphere. Yet she got no joy from it, even as the normally deadly breeze passed by her. In fact, it only made her sigh as she idly pinched away a tiny rock stuck in her hair. The Wunderkind wasn't sure why she was like this. This was so dumb to care about it so much! Dumb dumb dumb! She'd loved doing this so much before but right now...

It felt really pointless.

For the first time in her life, Lash was completely unamused by an explosion.

[identity profile] badluckbabe.livejournal.com 2011-09-26 04:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"I wouldn't say we were "Efficient" Jinx sighed reflecting on the many MANY reasons why she left the team to do some thinking. "But we had some good times."

When the Titans didn't stop them that is.

[identity profile] badluckbabe.livejournal.com 2011-09-27 07:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ah you know...we had our good times." As Jinx took a stroll down memory road there were flashbacks to her and her team, sometimes there were only two boys, other times there were four. They were robbing malls, a bank vault full of gold, a laboratory full of high tech computers. And in each scene the Titans showed up (And in Jinx's edit they lost to her team).

One of the final secenes was earlier in their career, she looked younger and her two main partners were there. A short bald little loudmouth and a brute with mullet hair and massive muscle. They were mopping the floor with Beastboy's team, knocking him into a trash can, sending their leader tumbling into the sewers and darkness below the city and taking over their tower.

"Good times." She sighed peacefully.

[identity profile] badluckbabe.livejournal.com 2011-09-27 11:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Jinx pondered it for a minute. Last she'd seen the group they were goofing off and having fun, but she had left to contemplate her life.

"Honestly? I don't know. I guess I'd make sure they understood what was going on. Before Stacy saved me I was thinking of leaving the team because it was fun, but it wasn't getting me the respect I wanted."

[identity profile] badluckbabe.livejournal.com 2011-09-29 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Jinx smirked, "Well I like to think that my team respected me, but I wanted to be big time you know? I wanted super villains to know my name, to want to be me." She sighed, "Without me to lead them they'll probably get busted in a week."

[identity profile] badluckbabe.livejournal.com 2011-10-01 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
"They were never cut out for big leagues. Couldn't understand the value of hard work. Sometimes it really is just easier to wash your hands, clean the slate and start from scratch I guess." Which was more or less encouraging Jinx to stay the coarse and continue in her quest to be a respectable skillful thief that all would fear!

[identity profile] badluckbabe.livejournal.com 2011-10-01 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh that's a load." Jinx grinned cheekily, "We're girls...at least I think you're a girl. And girls can ALWAYS find things to complain about. It feels good to get it off your chest...so to speak." Yes that was a crack about how they were both rather "petite" in that department.

[identity profile] badluckbabe.livejournal.com 2011-10-02 06:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"Such a proactive girl." Jinx gave her a tiny golf clap, "Give it a shot though. Just vent. Let it all out. If it helps destroy stuff while you do like this."

The world shifted again to a shop full of valuable delicate and tacky looking decorations.

Sauntering over the pink haired girl picked up a china plate. "I HATE feeling like I'm being watched all the time." She flung the plate like a disc an it exploded beautifully against a lamp.

[identity profile] badluckbabe.livejournal.com 2011-10-03 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Jinx raised an eyebrow. "You do remember where we are right?"

She summoned up a laser rifle offering it to her "Though really the hands on technique is more therapeutic."

[identity profile] badluckbabe.livejournal.com 2011-10-04 08:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Jinx frowned, "Well there's still the manual method. But this is really more about getting that release rather then the long term." She explained.

[identity profile] badluckbabe.livejournal.com 2011-10-05 08:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Jinx's eyes lit up and she cackled joyfully, "Now THAT'S more like it! How did that feel?" She watched the flames and broken bits before turning to look at Lash and try to read her emotions again.