14695/Justice League Dark: The Pool Party

Justice League Dark: The Pool Party
Date of Scene:	29 April 2023
Location:	A Doubletree in Rural Upstate NY
Synopsis:	A Mixer in a Hotel Pool. So fancy.
Cast of Characters:	Nettie Crowe, Talia al Ghul, Cain Marko, Tommy Shepherd, Rachel Roth, Gabby Kinney, Michael Hannigan, Daniel Ketch, Marie-Ange Colbert, Tandy Bowen, Tynan Ireton, Tyrone Johnson

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Nettie Crowe has posed:
    From the Candle, Booke and Belle Shoppe in the East Village, with a CLOSED FOR OFFICIAL BUSINESS sign on the front, with a hand-written note of 'Official Business may speak their name and enter' -- followed by an arrow drawn on a whiteboard inside saying 'POOL PARTY' with a poorly drawn picture of a gray-haired young woman in a bright orange pair of water wings looking grumpy. There is a transportation circle etched on the floor of the shop, and when passing through... or if you decide to go to the DoubleTree located off the highway in a particular town in rural Upstate New York --

    IT'S A POOL PARTY. A lazy river surrounds an indoor pool, complete with waterfalls over artfully stacked rocks, little coves, a tiki bar in the middle of the pool where a bartender is working. Tubes and floatation devices in the shapes of various watercreatures like orcas and crocodiles and sharks and food items like ice cream cones and sandwiches are in the pool already for the use of the Justice League Dark (and friends of the family). Several rooms at the hotel have been reserved for the use of those who partake too heavily.

    And to the side of the pool there is an additional bar set up, with food the likes of the best hotel barfood that you've ever seen, and an additional two bartenders at the ready to serve booze and check ID's. Everyone who doesn't have an ID Identifying them as 21+ is going to get a ziptie bracelet. Dem's the rules, folks.

    And at the bar, clad in a Victorian era bathing costume, a woman wearing sunglasses and her gray hair in a pair of small spacebuns is already on her third gin.

    Nettie did not like pool parties.

Talia al Ghul has posed:
Splish splash she was taking a bath.. Talia Al Ghul has settle din over on one of those inflatable inner tubes and is floating over in the pool. She has on a set of sunglasses on her eyes, and is just occasionally giving a lazy kick of a foot to control her arc in the water. A cupholder holds her drink, a small tray tethered to the other side having some snacks and hors d'ovoeres that she occasionally nibbles at.
    Her swimsuit? It's the type of thing that likely gives a nosebleed. It's a venus-cut deep black suit to match her hair, and two long stretches of fabric going down her shoulders connecting at her hips, the dark color contrasting to her skin.
    Definitely in the nosebleed section if one happens to enjoy that sort of sight.

Cain Marko has posed:
     Cain might have gotten some looks on his way to the shop for the pool party. After all, he's a seven footish tall redheaded mountain wearing nothing but a crimson banana hammock. That draws eyes. He strides into the place, and then to the transportation circle. Once at the the pool, he looks it over carefully. "Huh. Nice lookin place I guess." Then he immediately makes his way over to the bar. He soon has an absurdly large glass full of some tropical cocktail, that looks pretty much like a normal glass in his hands. He takes a sip, eyes drifting here and there. Briefly settling on Talia and her nosebleedables before moving on.

Tommy Shepherd has posed:
    Whether or not Tommy qualifies as a member of the Justice League Dark on his own is pretty debatable, especially given how much he claims not to be a teaming up kinda guy. But he's always down to party, and Gabby offered to bring him as her +1, so why not?

    He's in board shorts and a t-shirt when they arrive via teleportation -- and isn't that a trip, Tommy feeling vaguely queasy at being rapidly relocated by something other than his own two feet -- though he immediately strips out of the tee when they arrive, racing to be the first (out of himself and Gabby) to cannonball into the pool.

    No apologies to anyone in the splash zone!

    He pops up from underwater and does a couple of overhead strokes to get himself closer to Nettie, where he snags onto the edge of the pool and looks up at her. "Is Corvax here? I was hoping to bribe him to smuggle us some adult bevs." No idea how Tommy thought the bird might pull THAT one off.

Rachel Roth has posed:
Yet another non-member is here. Why? Because who is going to tell her no? Rachel 'Raven' Roth is currently floating in a tube through the lazy river. Some might think this is excessively out of character for her. It's really not that weird considering that she's reading a book while she does it.

She's dressed in a conservative black one piece swimsuit. Well, mostly conservative, the hips are cut pretty high. For some reason, she's wearing a large straw sunhat indoors with big, round and very dark sunglasses. There's a drink in the cupholder as she floats around, and she somehow manages to stay dead center of the current, not spinning or bouncing into the walls.

She is OBVIOUSLY cheating.

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Gabby Kinney was used to teleporting by now either magically or via mutants with such an ability. It certainly helps her out when she steps through, and glances sympathtically at Tommy's apparent plight. That he then instantly shrugs off to head for the pool beating her there.

"Hey no fair! Cheater!" The accusation is called out with a laugh as she strides after a bit more subdued. She's wearing one of those overly long shawl-dress things that she slips out of to reveal her one peice suit in a nice silvery blue. Almost the color of shark skin--Which may explain the large 'bite' section missing from hip to lower ribs just barely missing showing off anything indecent. Looks like someone got chomped on. Of course it was just the design. The overdress thingie is left on a chair so she can do a graceful dive into the water barely breaking the surface.

A hand rises from the depths to try and snag one of those little snack foods off Talia's tray.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Instead of portaling, Mike has found his way to the pool the more old fashioned way and may have been one of the early arrivals that walked in. He's already staked out his spot and got comfortable.

For the occasion, the early twentyish looking thirty year old is wearing dark drawstring board shorts and nothing else. It's an indoor pool so there's no need for sunglasses to protect from the sunlight or a light shirt to protect the upper torso either. On the bright side, he's not bad to look at without the shirt. Like other members of the JLD he does partake in forms of practicing physical fitness and the time spent with indoor wall climbing and ninja obstacle courses does help with keeping lean.

Mike doesn't have a wristband. As he's had to prove twice already to two different staffers that he's not needing one. He's an ADULT thank you very much. And for quite awhile and in his display of being adulty enough to have alcoholic beverages, heeeee's currently lying on an ice cream sandwich float, drifting aimlessly on the river.

...

Sigh.

Cain Marko has posed:
     Cain follows Tommy as he cannonballs into the water, then smiles over at Gabby. "Hey kid. That suit is still cute." Another sip of the girly drink. He exudes enough testosterone that even drinking that doesn't dampen it any. Then he considers the various other people assembled there. He doesn't know a lot of them. He might be part of the team, but he's not really there all the time. Maybe he could be considered a reserve member? After all, he is still technically a wanted criminal. He takes note of the gothy looking woman defying physics and raises a brow.

Daniel Ketch has posed:
Daniel arrives unfashionably late, because he mostly forgot, and then he hesitated quite a bit, since he is usually not up for socializing, and then instead of directions he found a -magical- portal at the shop. Which made him seriously consider skipping the whole meeting thing, again.

But he had even purchased a new swimsuit (very boring navy blue swimming trunks). So, whatever.

Unsurprisingly he heads for the bar, not one of the pool, artificial rivers or any other of the admittedly very nice features of the area. He may be up for some swimming after a scotch or three. Or maybe one of those things with a little umbrella, given the place they are. "Nettie," he greets. "You found a..." he looks around, "looks pretty nice," he admits grudgingly.

Talia al Ghul has posed:
The snack from her tray is nabbed, and a light amused yet annoyed glance is given from Talia to Gabby. "Get your own." She would snip in a lightly but playful manner. Then turning her attention over to Rachel. "You're not hte type I ever expected to see here." She's read some of the files that there are on the Daughter of Trigon.

Most of them are terrifying on levels only matched by John Constantine and his wife when she's in seasonal mode.

The cannonball going on has her kicking her legs to maintain stability, making sure her plate doesn't platter

Nettie Crowe has posed:
    The woman with the navy swim pants and dress, with its sailor collar gets up from where she was sitting at the bar, and her eyes rise up to meet Raven. And the old witch gives a bright smile, pulling on a pair of kid leather gloves as she carries her drink over, and comes to greet Rachel personally.

    "A pleasure to finally meet your aquaintence, Miz Roth." she states to the Titan, and the leader of the Justice League Dark, Nettie Crowe, lifts her drink in salutation.

    "Welcome to one of our Mixers. I apologize for the short-notice invitation. In my day that'd be need for a sharp repremand." the woman states genially.

    "Let's see, who is about here? Ah, the one with the shark bite taken out of her, that's Miss Kinney, Gabby. One of the other leaders. The lad with her is--"

    "FAST TOM!" crows a Crow, and a large carrion crow with a pirate hat soars from one of the palm trees to circle TOmmy before landing on another bush nearby.

    "The staff here think I'm some sort of ROBOT. AN ADVANCED ROBOTIC CROW. What the--" the crow launches into a very raunchy description of several acts of the sea, and Nettie gives a disapproving look.

    "The fine lady in the tube is Talia, she's a swordswoman of some infamy I hear." Nettie states with a small smile, cordial to the woman. "The tall man, that's Cain, something of an unstoppable force, eh? An' then there's Michael, over in the lazy river -- oh! An' there's Mr. Ketch! Daniel!" she calls out to Daniel as he makes his entrance. "Good to see you, duckie! Bar is on me!" she calls, waving her hand before she looks back up to Raven.

    And the Dead Witch gives a toothy grin. "An' my familiar Corvax is there harassin' Tommy. Nice lad. Very quick on the uptake."

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Gabby Kinney rises from the water letting it sluice off her hair which ends up slicked back in one dark length. The purloined extra fancy mini hotdog in a bun (probably a fancier name than that) is popped into her mouth and tucked into her cheek to grin at Talia in response. "Stolen tastes better." Even so she doesn't attempt to snitch more. There were plenty to go around from what she'd seen over by the bars.

Cain's greeting gets a nod as well, gulping down the mouthful. "Thanks! Only got to use it a few times so didn't see the need to upgrade to something new." Plus... she liked the joke. Shark bite. She never did get to weawr it around Iara though, sadly. "You met everyone else yet?" She asks of the large redhead with a tip of her head over toward where Nettie and Daniel were.

Just in time for Nettie to stand up and begin introductions for Rachel's sake. It worked in this case, too. Apparently it was momentarily serious bidness time for introductions.

"Good to meet you! Not all of us are magically inclined, myself included, but we've all had some kind of--Experience with such things one way or another."

Michael Hannigan has posed:
As Mike's ice cream sandwich floats within earshot of Nettie's introductions to Raven, the musician lifts up a hand to give a quick wave to the mention of his name. "We've met!" He supplies to Nettie before he continues floating along, starting another lap.

Tommy Shepherd has posed:
    The extended rated-R rant from Corvax only earns a couple of blinks from Tommy, who side-eyes the bird for a lengthy moment before asking, "Soooooo would an advanced robotic crow be able to get us some drinks?"

    He pushes himself away from the edge of the pool and casts a quick glance across the pool. Thankfully, super-speed perception means he never looks like he's lingering too long on any one person.

    Except maybe Gabby, but that one he's allowed, and even then he tries to be respectful about it. He pulls himself up out of the water so he can head over to the food, making up a plate piled extra high. Tommy's using his best intuition here to determine which things Gabby would like... which he thinks is some of everything, apparently.

    Or maybe he's just hungry. Either way he plops himself down on the pool's edge, ready to get his snack on.

Marie-Ange Colbert has posed:
Marie-Ange Colbert has always considered herself a servant of fate. She wakes up, she does her tarot reading, sometimes multiple ones to narrow down answers to questions... and, at least the vast majority of the time, follows the answers she's given.

How many readings did it take to direct her to that Doubletree? ... it took a few. With directions being chriped out to an Uber drive on the way as she got closer and closer.

That, you see, not her player over-napping... is why one Marie-Ange Colbert is /late/ to the party, when she's more often early and helping with the setup. Granted, she didn't even entirely know that there was a party, who was throwing the party, or anything along with that. There were very few specifics she knew. She didn't need to. Fate demands. She obeys. That's how it works.

Stepping into the pool area, she's /about/ to reach for the little pouch hanging from her wrist to consult whether or not she needs to continue her journey further still -- but then spies familiar faces. Gabby. Nettie. A couple others whose faces she recognized from the mystic faire, but whose names she did not. These things tell her that she has indeed arrived at her destination.

Unlike the majority of the group, Marie's not exactly... dressed for the party. No, she wears a deep purple, rather conservative sundress. Wide shoulder straps. Higher than normal neckline. Paired with big yellow sunglasses and sandals. Just comfortable-wear, really.

Rachel Roth has posed:
Raven can feel all of the emotions here. The reluctance, the annoyance, the joy and the love. All of it. Oh, and the eyes on her too from the excessively large man. She tips her sunglasses down a bit to give him what is known as a hairy eyeball before she slides them back up. Not that she needs them in here.

Her head rolls a bit towards the passing Talia. Her smile is sardonic, her words sarcastic. "I'm just full of surprises," she answers. Maybe they made her actually go outside or something.

Nettie approaches, and Raven's expression goes blank again. Emotionally, the woman is coming off as pretty welcoming and friendly. Mystically, Rachel's senses are screaming. Thus, her neutrality. "It was unexpected, but not exactly unwelcome," she replies. Though, that smirk threatens to come back. "I'm honestly surprised I hadn't been contacted earlier. Our work is ... very similar, I think."

Introductions abound, and she notes every one of them, filing them away for later. "I've been insular so long, though. My ...well, people say I should branch out. Find new ... acquaintances." She sure as hell isn't saying Friends.

Daniel Ketch has posed:
"Oh, really? You are a true friend." Free drinks for Danny? Nettie might be sorry for offering that. Daniel might be sorry too, but that would be next morning.

He nods politely at the introductions, since he doesn't know half the people around. But that is normal for the JLD. He assumes his 'partner' does know most them. But he also assumes he has antagonized with most of them, because that is what a Ghost Rider does best. Consequentially, he will stay by the bar. Free drinks.

Cain Marko has posed:
     When given the 'hairy eye', Cain winks at Raven. He might be magic. But he's not exactly a trained magician. He doesn't have any magical senses, really. So he doesn't register whatever it is about Nettie, and Marie, that's unusual. He probably wouldn't care if he did. He continues to sip his drink, and eventually makes his way over to the pool. Just sort of hopping into it. But he's big enough just that causes a large wave to roll through the rest of the pool. He moves towards some of the others, his movements no different than if he was on land. Big, strong, unstoppable. Water resistance isn't really an issue for him. He also notably does not float in the slightest. It might end up an issue, depending on how deep the pool is. "You guys do this sort of thing often?" The question just sort of aired to the group at large.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Mike's eyes close as he simply lingers in the bobbing sensation as the river's water pushes the ice cream bar raft along in the current. As Mike essentially orbits around the pool on the outside lane, he does seem to have the advantage of not dealing with the wake of cannonballs but still being somewhat within range of the conversations.

"First one I've made it to." Mike admits to Cain's posed question, "But there was at least one other."

Talia al Ghul has posed:
Talia al Ghul would look over to Nettie, "Your circle of associates grows ever more eclectic." She would speak while having missed Tommy giving the ogle-round but given her attire probably appreciating it if she was aware.. Making queries to Raven, ensuring that Gabby would not go for another picner attack on her plate of snacks, and then going to slowly use her legs to rotate herself about over and shrug.

"You have quite the cluster of contacts."

Nettie Crowe has posed:
    "I was told you weren't interested in such, but I'm glad that you've come around to -- well. See the sights as it were. I suppose. I mean, three weeks ago a number of us were involuntarily turned into lapine forms and had to face combat against a number of undead knights and a necromancer of some power." Nettie makes a face.

    "Then there was the business with the captured Church Grim and the nucklevee. One of our best befriended the wee spirit. Ended up saving us quite a bit of trouble in the Orkneys."

    To Daniel, Nettie replies: "Of course I am. Do *not* drink and drive, I don't care if your hitchhiker helps. The Front Desk has a number of roomkeys for everyone that I expensed. So use them. The lot of you!" she calls out like a mildly worried parent, and then she gives a soft huff.

    "This is the first pool party, I wager. The past leadership had pressing issues. We've not had some that the League at large was needed for." Nettie states, pulling up a stool and plunking herself down.

    And she spots Marie-Ange.

    "AH! Hallo Poppet! Welcome, welcome, come have a drink and drop your feetsies int he pool, don't suppose you need a swim dress? I've got a spare." Nettie smiles, pulling at the collar of her *very* Victorian swimsuit

Gabby Kinney has posed:
"And that," Gabby points out with a gesture at Raven, "Is part of why I'm around. You magical types like to be solo way too often. Not that it's bad at times, of course, but there's no reason you *need* to do everything alone." And if anyone knew teamwork it was her. Having nine sisters grow up with you made that pretty well ingrained. It might also have to do with the assassin training along with them, but the point stood.

Gabby bounces up in the water on her toes, arms shooting up in the air to greet cheerily, "Marie! Hi! I'd hug you but I'm all wet."

Instead she starts to swim toward the side because unfortunately, height requirements in this area of hte pool required someone as short as she needed to SWIM. Up to the edge of the pool where Tommy had paused, and she grins up at him. Another little hop has her up on the edge reaching out for his hair to muss it up. "It was slicked back like... anyway, don't slick it back too much."

Marie-Ange Colbert has posed:
Nettie's greeting gets a wide smile, and a little shake of her head. "Non, merci. Fate prepares me for these things, Madame Crowe; I just wished to make certain I was welcome." Because fate didn't tell her to /intrude./ Just to go there.

"Gabby!" she greets with excitement, waving a hand. "Ah -- one moment and that will not be a problem, oui?"

With that said, she reaches carefully behind herself -- struggling for a moment to catch the zipper, before going ahead and unzipping the sundress. Underneath? A fairly conservative one-piece swimsuit in maroon. /Shocking/ when compared to Nettie's, but Victorian compared to, say, Talia's. Still enough to make the girl blush a bit. Exposed skin has never been her forte.

She /does/ hunt around for a lounge chair to put her things on -- even the pouch, though that's set on top so that she can keep an eye on it. There are some strangers, afterall. Once she finds that, she's making her way towards the water. She'll get drinks a bit later on! ...especially since Nettie's offering room keys and she could also just call Mary for a ride home if she /really/ needed.

Tommy Shepherd has posed:
    The hair-mussing earns Gabby a bug-eyed look from Tommy out of pure perplexion... until she explains, and the light bulb goes off. And that prompts him to reach up and muss his own hair further. "Right," he says, momentarily subdued as his brain goes through a wee little freakout, but then he nudges the plate of food closer to Gabby.

    Food fixes everything, after all.

    The new faces get a wave, but Tommy doesn't venture to introduce himself further than Nettie already has, since he's really just here for the free food and drinks (of the non-alcoholic variety only, it seems). Speaking of, his superfast reflexes save the plate of food as a surge of water comes up over the pool edge from Cain's entry. Yeah he's just going to hold onto it for now.

Cain Marko has posed:
     Cain stops in the middle of the pool. It might be a little odd, just his head sticking out of the water and his glass half-submerged for him to drink from it. He can't tread water, OR lay on a floatie. Really, his powers take out a lot of the fun of a pool. Other than the wearing of skimpy clothes. He eventaully lowers slightly more in the water, so only his eyes and ginger hair are above the water, watching the others like some sort of sunlight-averse shark.

Rachel Roth has posed:
So many people. So many -feelings-. Rachel is very good at control and shutting out all of the overwhelming sensations from others, but it's a little difficult in new situations. This counts as new. She's branching out, trying to expand beyond Titans Tower, and it's brought her here.

Fate is weird.

She listens to Nettie lay out some of the recent adventures of their little squad, and she remains subdued. One of her eyebrows does lift, though. That counts for something. "That sounds ... Like an interesting time. If you want, you can feel free to call for me for help in the future. The Titans are like my family, but...They don't really need my -expertise- too often, if that makes any sense."

The look she gives Gabby is not a smile at all, but for Raven, it may as well be. It's placid and soft, missing a lot of the hard edges she usually has. "A valuable thing to do. We mystics who stay alone too long without an anchor can ... have problems."

Talia al Ghul has posed:
Talia al Ghul would fold her hands togehter and muse over to herself. "The Titans are from what I've been told a force of nature. They charge in a direction and take down everything in their path, and woe behold you if you are in their way." She would glance back over at Nettie, and then at the other members and associates.

Smirking at her own introduction. "Swordswoman? Please, just call me assassin."

Nettie Crowe has posed:
    "Bah, everyone should be welcome. Extended an invitation to the the League Proper, no one showed. Maybe they're busy."

    "AT HOME. WASHING THEIR TIGHTS." Corvax crows, and then drops a playing card next to Tommy. It's a Nine of Diamonds.

    He lands on a handy overhead palmtree.

    "Think real hard on a believable persona an' liscence picture, an' it'll appear to be that. Jus' don' tell Nettie I gave it to you. It's a Loaner." he states, the crow's crimson eyes give Fast Tom a look, and then a wink before he attempts to steal a taquito!

    "Aye, an' there are those who cling to their anchors too tight an' end up drownin'." Nettie taps herself, looking for her cigarettes. She frowns, remembering they're in her jacket, up in her room.

    "Miss Kinney can likely recall one or two she's known who cling tight an' took on water 'fore they found the will to make like Elsa an' Let It Go." she mumbles, half crossly, half understandingly, and she goes to sip her very gin-y gin before she chokes.

    "Well I wouldn't presume to start listin' resume details, Talia!" she decries, "Only so much /I/ can do to look out for you group!"

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Without further disturbance, Mike stills.

Well, as much as one drifting on a raft can do. The current of the river continues with the bobbing while the musician just listens quietly.

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Gabby Kinney swings her feet in the pool water while sitting on the edge near Tommy and his plate of SNACKS. Which she thankfully snags one or two of to pop into her mouth. The disturbed look on his face entices her to lean in to give his cheek a quick peck of a kiss before her attention turns back toward the group as a whole.

Rachel gets a grin that fades, just a bit, at Nettie's remarks. "Yeah, well. My family has issues. I'm sure most do," she points out with a shrug. "But I'm familiar-ish with magic, know how to work with a team, and I'm probably going to be as long lived provided I don't end up shanked in the ocean or something. So here I am."

Marie's removal of sundress into a bathingsuit earns a woop of encouragement from her. "Yeah, Marie! Lookin' good!" Yes she knew her friend was a bit iffy on showing skin, that's why she had to encourage her!

Glancing over toward Cain in the pool she tips her head toward Tommy going, "Not sure you two have met properly. Tommy this is Cain, old friend of mine. Cain, Tommy. Told you about him the other day."

Daniel Ketch has posed:
Daniel is secretly grateful Nettie has skipped what is what he does. Those with the right kind of supernatural senses might notice he has some talent for magic, but little training. Some might also notice he is the vessel for something truly scary. It is not exactly possession, and the Other is not really a demon, but many would argue it is something worse.

He has been checking the drinks, and found a few of his taste. So, with a glass full of something doubtlessly quite unhealthy, he pipes in. "Nettie's pool parties aside, I am amazed some people really want to join us in this fucked up business we deal with. I mean, I thought at least I would meet Wonder Woman. But she never comes to the parties. Well, party. Did I miss any?" Yes, that is his excuse to be around.

Marie-Ange Colbert has posed:
"Which League would that be, Madame Crowe?"

Hey, Marie doesn't pay a ton of attention to the superhero community. Yes, she knows /of/ the Justice League... mainly due to reading some of Mary's stories... but doesn't know what other sorts of leagues might be around. She doesn't know /this/ league by name, despite Gabby having mentioned that there was some sort of magical group that she'd gotten involved with.

As for what she's doing? Well, she's working on slipping her way into the water of the pool proper. Entering from the deep side by just... stepping out over the water and letting gravity do the rest, Wile E. Coyote style.

She does resurface a few moments later, though! Using the a hand on the sidewall of the pool to pull and keep her head above the water.

As if it just occurs to her -- which it did -- Marie also chirps. "Oh! Madame Crowe! I meant to tell you. I followed your advice, from back at the fair?" An even brighter smile, complete with a slight blush. "It went better than I could have ever hoped. So. Thank you very much for your assistance!"

Gabby's wooping? Oh yes. It has Marie blushing /further,/ although she does at least offer an appreciative smile.

Tommy Shepherd has posed:
    "We, uh, bumped into each other once?" Tommy hedges. The bumping was metaphorical, as he'd given Cain a wide berth in Nettie's shop that one time they briefly existed in the same space together. But he lifts a hand and offers a wave to the big man submerged in the water, casual as you please.

    Other than that, Tommy is content to just sit and snack. Even speedsters have to be wary about getting back into the pool too fast after they eat, you know.

    He's just about to pop a whole slider into his mouth at once when a card tumbles down to the ground next to him, and he picks it up, turning it over to reveal the Nine of Diamonds. This earns Corvax, up in the trees, a squinted look.

Talia al Ghul has posed:
The blushing mutant girl gets a very amused look over from Talia Al Ghul. "Very well, Nettie, very well." She would say over casually and in amused dismissal. "But i suppose that I could be considered somewhat infamous. Admittedly far from the standards of our very illustrious.." And banana hammock wearing.. "Mister Marko. It is a pleasure, I don't think we've met in person." She would raise her drink in Cain's direction in a light salute to him.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
"I didn't really go seeking to join..." Mike murmurs to Daniel's comment as he floats by, "Some of us just end up in the ranks because enough weird shit happens around them to merit teaming up at times."

"Mr. Hannigan?"

"Over here." Mike holds up his hand as he starts to float by a bar. Feeling the cup passed to his hand, his eyes open and he starts to shift into a sitting position. "Thanks."

He sips his drink as he continues floating along.

Tandy Bowen has posed:
Tandy Bowen arrives and casually slides on in to the party using her friend's invitation, so nobody really questions her, which is good so she's smiling. She's wearing some second hand clothes---last year's fashions, including some sandals and shorts. Her sunglasses are cracked and out of style, maybe a bit too small for her too, so she keeps fiddling with them.

Tandy makes a beeline over to the food, walking past the lounge chairs and Marie-Ange and Tommy and others, heading over to a table by the bar near Michael. She grabs some little crackers with cheeses and pops them. She then snatches a drink and turns about and has a little sip, then looks at the liquid strangely, like she's never had it before. She messes with her sunglasses again.

Nettie Crowe has posed:
    "The Justice League Proper, Miss Colbert. Yes, Wonder Woman, Batman, The Martian Manhunter, they're largely supervisory over us to make sure things don't get too out of hand." Nettie gives a slight smile, and she raises her gin glass to Daniel as he returns with his large unhealthy drink, and she gives him a grin. She rather likes the Ghost Riders she's met. They haven't killed her in spite of her past misdeeds. What's not to like?

    "Ah, it took a personal touch to even get an audience with The Batman at the Candle." she leans to Rachel and Marie conspiritially "I purposefully left Several Invitations around Gotham City. I think he got tired of it. War of attrition and all that." she smiles, looking to Marie as she surfaces.

    "Aye. Some come to us by way of seeking, others by way of mild cases of kidnapping. Others through mutual acquaintences. But..." she looks over the assembly quietly, and she worries a little at the tie of her sailor collar as she considers her next words.

    "There's a rare one of you lot I wouldn't put myself on the line for. It's rather nice." she admits.

    And the old crowe pauses a moment, her eyes turning to look to Tandy, who makes a beeline for the food, and she drains the rest of her gin, rattling the glass.

    "That's a new face. Have I met her?"

Talia al Ghul has posed:
There's quite a few about here. That looks dreadfully intriguing. Talia goes to look at Nettie, "So, is there any sort of.. Official or unofficial understanding?" Because if Damian knew that she was somehow an associate member of the League he would have such a litlte fit. There would bea highly restrained twitch of the lips from Talia then back to the pool.
    Fresh drink, more snacks. Paranoia making sure that Gabby would not make another run for them.

Rachel Roth has posed:
Nettie's aside gets the absolute closest thing to a smile that anyone has seen out of Raven. The right corner of her lips actually twitch. "The Batman is, from what I hear, hard to get ahold of. Unless your name is Robin."

She's at least passingly familiar!

Tandy does catch her eye, but not for the same reasons as everyone else. After all, she's a new face too. No, it's the look. The second hand clothes, the cracked glasses. She can feel her anxiety and hunger. She asides to Nettie. "Never seen her before, but...She's anxious. Hungry. I'd say let her eat, then talk to her."

Who the hell is this, and what have they done with Raven?

Tandy Bowen has posed:
Tandy Bowen has another cracker and then gobbles up two pretzels, then stops eating so fast, trying to look casual. She turns away from the table again as Nettie spots her like the cops, raising her glass as if to be ultra cool. She has another awkward sip of the strange liquid she hasn't identified yet.

As Talia juts in to distract the policing Nettie, Tandy quickly shuffles away from the treats table and walks a few steps over to the bar. She raises her chin to look down the bar, perhaps for more food. Or drinks. The others there seem to be having a good time. She smiles politely perhaps trying to think of a way back to the pretzels. She tries not to bump into Michael as he floats by, "Excuse me, sorry," she says.

Tynan Ireton has posed:
    Well, Tynan is late. Not much out of the ordinary there. The transport plane that was dropping some a few things off for one of her benefactors ran late due to a storm. The woman is in her work cloths as she arrives. The body armor covered in some greenish glowing blood. Sleeveless long coat having a few rips in it. The large shoulder...duffle bag? Its rare to see Ty use one of those to lug things around? Must have been a fair nasty mission or job for her to consider using secondary gear. The woman grumbles a hey a little bit as she looks around. "I....Wait...Oh, today...pool. Right...", she says.

    Ty drops off the heavy bag by a chair as she walks past the pool, and heads for the locker room. She stops, and grabs a quick bite of cheese and pretzels as she heads towards the locker room. She stops at the bar tender. "Broilermaker please. I'll be out to grab it in a minute.", she grumbles. "Double the shots, please?", she asks nicely. Ty...saying please? Using manners? Must be another predicition of the end of the coming!

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Mike is now somewhat sitting up, eyes open and enjoying his drink. This makes for an easier time as Nettie's inquiry to the newcomer to look. As the raft goes round a bend, he leans back a bit in study before a random bit of decoration blocks his view.

And then she nearly steps on his raft.

Mike's foot sticks out, pressing against an outcropping of decoration to essentially brake the raft so he can look to Tandy, "You're fine." Mike responds back, giving a warm smile, "Although I wouldn't recommend you trying to walk on water unless that's a trick you're able to do."

Cain Marko has posed:
At some point Cain disappeared beneath the water. He moves around here and there, not surfacing. Eventually he comes to a stop beneath where Rachel Roth is floating. And then abruptly, her little raft is flipped over from beneath, and he surfaces. Well, his head does anyway. Then he disappears beneath the water again.

Nettie Crowe has posed:
    Nettie gives a slight smile, and she looks to Rachel a moment before she gives a nod.

    "I've been there before. Never would turn down a belly that needs filling." the old witch replies, and she gives a small handwave, "Grab yourself a plate and come join us by the pool! We're just a bunch of castabouts in this storm of life, aren't we?" she calls out to Tandy, and she gives a Friendly smile, lowering her own sunglasses with her too-teal-to-be-real eyes studying the newcomer a moment.

    "Make sure you try the mai tai! Not that I have, but I *will* have another gin on the rocks while someone is up." she cheerily calls out "though I'd not try walking on water, still some uh... unawares types hanging about the upper floors. I'd hate to cause a panic."

    "no you wouldn't." Corvax protests, "You'd laugh!"

Gabby Kinney has posed:
"They'd just think they're drunk anyway," Gabby chimes in only to regard Tommy thoughtfully as he considers that magical playing card. She leans in to lightly bump his side with her own as she murmers, "If you get a MaiTai I want a sip, never had one." Of course it wouldn't get her drunk but sometimes she just liked to tasted the different drinks. Even Cain had a nice fru-fru looking drink a minute ago! That's all she asks though, just a sip, because it wouldn't do her any good otherwise.

When the unfamiliar Tandy joins in she lifts a hand to wave with a bright grin of her own. She, too, had been there when she'd first escaped the labs. There was no way she was going to deny someone food if it was available. A small part of her is rather glad the rest of the group seem to be in agreement there.

Then Ty arrives earning a small look of amusement. "Get yourself hosed off before hopping in, Ty. And drink up, looks like you need it."

Rachel Roth has posed:
One moment, Raven is chatting with Nettie, being a good guest and a compassionate person.

The next, her little tube has been inverted effortlessly and she splashes into the water! She's under there for a moment, her hat floating off in the current. Flashes of black ripple under the water for a moment before Rachel just floats back to the surface, hair matted down and dripping, sunglasses askew. She keeps floating up until she's seated in a near lotus position on the surface of the water, looking haughty, imperious and not at all like a furiously wet cat.

Talia al Ghul has posed:
Talia al Ghul would just look over at the others amusedly, and then at Tynan and give a look of amusement, "SO are we not playing the rascal today?" She would inquire before folding her legs together and glancing out over along the festivities.

Tandy Bowen has posed:
Tandy Bowen doesn't look like she's sure of how to answer Michael, "Uhh looks like you have some rafting to do, huh?" she asks. She glances at the pool as he mentions the water, "Friend of mine likes the water sooooo much," she explains and smiles.

Tandy messes with her cracked, ugly sunglasses as Nettie calls out to her across the way and she looks sorta unsure of what to do. She just raises her hand to wave at her, nodding a bit as if to agree with her that yes, getting a bigass plate of food is a good idea. She eyes the bar as Nettie talks about mai tai drinks, "Uhh, guess I'm being summoned," she says quietly to Michael, "Excuse me a sec, gotta grab something to blend in," she tells him. She shuffles off to get a plate and pile on some food from the table where she fled from. She then meanders over to the other ladies and the coppers, "Hi there. Nice party," she tells Nettie and Gabby and others surrounding. She turns and looks over the edge of the pool at the wet Raven.

Nettie Crowe has posed:
    "Tynan does not play at being a rascal." Nettie replies to Talia. She accepts the drink, and sips it, pushing her sunglasses back up.

    "She's a professional."

    The old witch then looks to Raven, who is currently floating just above the water, and she gives a dramatic sigh for effect, and then turns back to Tandy.

    "Thank you, duckie!" the very British lady states, and she gives an upnod to Tandy.

    "May want to stand back from the side of the pool in case there's a little retaliatory horse-play." she recommends, and gives a bright smile.

    "Nettie Crowe. How do you do?" she introduces herself simply to the blonde interloper, but does not offer a hand for shaking. "To whom do I owe the pleasure of the drink delivery?"

Marie-Ange Colbert has posed:
The sound of a rather sudden splash -- that of one Rachel being dumped off the pool floatie and into the water -- is enough to draw Marie's attention. Not in time to see the dumping, but the aftermath. Cain dropping back into the pool like a giant Jaws waiting to strike again on the next floatie he sees. /That/ sight makes the French girl giggle in amusement. Pool parties are not entirely strange to her, afterall!

The black ripple that flows under the water is enough to make her gasp and try to launch herself out of the water -- but it proves to be vaguely harmless, and when Rachel ascends above the water properly? Well.

Marie goes to fetch the woman's hat for her, swimming to the hat, collecting it, and back towards Raven, extending a pale arm from under the water to the woman to offer the hat back.

"I... believe this is yours, Madame."

One cannot be separated from their fashion accessories, afterall. That's vaguely criminal!

Michael Hannigan has posed:
As Tandy walks away, Mike gives a shrug. Moving his foot from the outcropping to continue floating down the river.

Tynan Ireton has posed:
    Ty nods her head a bit to Gabby, as she raises a hand towards the group. Its not too uncommon for Ty to go on solo jobs. Mostly just the jobs that don't need a specialist, or a full team. However...Ty might gripe about this last one. She heads into the locker room, and comes out a few minutes later in a bikini. It fits well enough, but she also has a small skirt cover up tied off to the side. She approaches the bar, and smiles a bit at the drink. She slams it, and puts the glass back on the bar top...gently.

    "Its nice to be back on this side of the Pond.", she tells before getting some more food. The merc does wave around a bit, and slides into her chair, before pulling out a small tablet, and swipes a few things. She places her tablet on the table next to her, before ordering another drink. This time its just an old pirates favorite. Straight rum. She even orders Corvax a shot of rum, and tosses a gold coin into the glass for him!

Cain Marko has posed:
     The Juggershark moves deep down in the water, looking for the outlines of people on rafts floating in the water. The first one he spots is Michael. Moving up beneath the man. Waiting for the right moment. Then the man is sudenly actualy launched into the air, and his raft moved to the side before he comes down again. By the time he surfaces once more, Talia's own floatie is pulled beneath the surface. He surfaces again, just his eyes, looking around carefully. Maybe not a shark. Maybe a hippo.

Tandy Bowen has posed:
Tandy Bowen takes a few careful steps back from the edge of the pool as if she's in terrible danger, "Right," she mutters as she heeds Nettie's warning. She looks back at Nettie, "Oh hi sorry."

"I'm Tandy," she tells Nettie, glancing at her own little drink as she mentions it. She smiles awkwardly, "Friend of mine couldn't make your party so gave me her invitation. Uhh sorry for not calling first," she explains.

Rachel Roth has posed:
Raven floats, trying to calm the indignant rage that threatens to boil over. That she's not a sputtering mess is a testament to her control. She starts to turn in her levitation, looking for the accursed spectre that would dare dethrone her from her stationary floatie...

And Marie returns her hat. She just saved Cain's life and/or soul.

"Thank you," she says as she takes said hat, shakes it out a little and plops it on her head again.

Cain Marko has posed:
     Cain disappears once more. The whale-like (he's apparently a lot of fat animals today) shadow moving towards where a certain badger is having her drink by the edge. A large hand reaches up out of the water, taking her glass from her and setting it on the edge. Then right after, the diminutive mutant clone is yanked right under the water. There's some roiling and frothing of the surface as her sides end up tickled by oversized fingers. This continues for a good thirty seconds to a minute before she's released to surface again.

Talia al Ghul has posed:
Talia al Ghul would take a moment to watch over amongst the back and forth, givign a low nod of appreciation to Marie-Ange with a 'well done' before glancing over at Cain. Couldn't they all play nice together? Oh well, that was the way that life was. Talia goes to take another sip of her drink, starting to lightly paddle her way on in towards the ice cream.

Marie-Ange Colbert has posed:
Sometimes, a little kindness goes a long way. This is one of those occasions, where something as simple as just returning a hat can save a man's life (and/or soul!)

"De rien, Madame. I am most happy to provide a small measure of assistance to one of Madame Thunderbolt's friends." Yes, she heard the reference to the Titans. She's even met a handful of them, although never in an official capacity that she can think of.

Talia's words get a cheery grin from the seer -- though as with all compliments, it comes in tandem with a slight blush. Because she didn't do anything that anyone else wouldn't or shouldn't have!

...but sometimes it's nice to be recognized for the good things you do. At least a little.

Tommy Shepherd has posed:
    A plate of food has been demolished. Sadly no Mai Tais end up in Tommy's possession to share with Gabby, but he has relocated over to the bar. All he's getting, though, is virgin daiquiris. Alas.

    But for the time being he installs himself at the bar, maybe in the hopes of wheedling out some alcohol. Or maybe just to make himself sick on sugary drinks.

Gabby Kinney has posed:
With a warning like that large lumbering shadow approaching, Gabby is well aware she's a target. Especially when he sets her glass aside. A deep breath is gulped really quick so that by the time she's YOINKED under she's not going to go without a fight!

And it IS a fight. There's thrashing and spinning and squirming as she retaliates to the tickling by tickling back, much as she can. She was a small agile figure but he was a large target with good length of reach. Dang.

By the time she's let up she gasps for air hungrily quite glad her healing factor does make it easier to do that. Still that burning of her lungs... It didn't quite count as 'pain' so her brain still registers it. "BLUH!" she declares with a splash of her hand down onto the water in Cain's direction. "Play nice!" Of course, she's already plotting retaliation.

Nettie Crowe has posed:
    Nettie is watching all this from a stool at the side of the pool. She sips her gin, and narrows her eyes behind her sunglasses. She takes a deep breath, and she gives a soft 'hrm'.

    "If I have to put out a fire at a pool party, that *would* be interesting..." she murmurs quietly. She takes her eyes off the pool, playing temporary lifeguard to watch Tommy go over to the bar, and she suspiciously eyeballs Corvax, who flaps over to investigate a shot of straight rum set out for him, and she gives a soft sound of concern.

    "And which friend would that be, Tandy? Just so I can check in. I'd hate for someone to be ill and not have a check-in with them." she inquires conversationally, her stool only a foot or so from the edge of the pool.

Cain Marko has posed:
Slowly, a pair of huge hands reach out of the water. Grabbing the legs of the stool. Using the grip, and his absurd strength, to launch her into the air like the stool was a catapult. Arching her fairly high up only to splash down in the middle of the pool. He fully raises his head this time and smirks over towards Nettie. Then he glances at Gabby. "Having fun, kid?" He absently scratches his nose with a big finger.

Tyrone Johnson has posed:
Checking his phone twice to make sure he got the right address, the unassuming boy with beautiful brown skin and short dreads, let himself into the roaring party. "Fffffriend of a g-g-guest." he explained to any who noticed him, seeming to hate to be noticed. Being noticed hit him like a hammer. He hunched his shoulders, making his otherwise attractive body into a self-mockery of defensiveness and fear. He found a place to wallflower in view of one particular guest and waited quietly.

Tandy Bowen has posed:
Tandy Bowen snacks on something off her mongo plate of food as everyone plays around in the pool, then glances up at Nettie again, "Huh?" she wonders, then describes the woman who gave her the invitation, "I guess she's more of an ...acquaintance. You know her right?" she asks Nettie. She tries to describe the woman again. She glances to the side to see if there's an escape route.

"Truth is---" she begins and then stops as Cain interrupts, the water going everywhere as he attacks randomly. She drops her little drink. Tandy fixes her cracked sunglasses awkwardly, "Whoa!" she lets out, shaking the beads of water off her arm. She walks back to the bar to get another little drink.

Nettie Crowe has posed:
    It just wouldn't be a proper Justice League Dark scene without Nettie going airborne at some point. Her sunglasses are left behind. The stool is abandoned as she flails in the air, eyes going going wide as she calls out 'No No No--!!" before she hits the water!

    SPLASH!

    It's a backflop, it'll hurt in the morning. Heck, it probably hurts now. But isn't there something that happens with witches, and with water?

    She stays below the surface, an unclear smudge of blue and silver and pale skin before the water begins to blacken around her.

    And it sizzles villainously from below, spreading over the water, obfuscating the figure below the ripples.

    The black cloudiness spreads, and a shadowy figure rises up, eyes aglow in a hellish orange shade, neck stretching and towering above the palm trees as the shadow spreads its dusky wings and gives...

        A MIGHTY...

        ECHOING...

        HONK!

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Gabby Kinney sticks her tongue out oh-so-maturely to Cain at the question. "One of these days you're gonna have to stop calling me 'kid'," she points out with a grin. At least she wasn't upset, even if she did get dunked and tickled. She pushes herself up to the side of the pool again to hop out putting her shark-bitten swimsuit on view again. No actual sharks were harmed in the making of this suit.

The conversation with Tandy gains her interest as her head tilts running the description given over in her head a few times. Gabby knew people. A LOT of people, even if only in passing. It was one of her powers - Being stupidly social. The description didn't really ring any bells though so the other suspicion of her just showing up seems to fit.

"Welcome in!" She offers none the less to the woman, and a little tilt of her head toward the man that just showed up as well who was staring oh-so-intently at Tandy. "You may have already noticed some of us are... Magically inclined, so hope that doesn't scare you." A look is cast toward Cain, and then the floating Rae with a chuckle of amusement. "We're just having fun today and-- FUCK THE GOOSE!"

Her attempt at being welcoming to the unfamiliar faces is instantly derailed at the HONK.

It had taken her a second or two to parse it. Witch. Water. BAD in Nettie's case. The realization actually clicks JUST NOW with the fact that Nettie had never joined in the water. She rowed a boat. She didn't swim.

Whirling her head around she calls out, "Someone get Nettie OUT of the water don't touch her just OUT!" As for goose? Well.

"Fuck the goose," she utters again quietly. Reaching out for the nearby tray of food she comes up with a handful of grapes on a bunch that she holds up. "Hey goose want a grape?!"

Tynan Ireton has posed:
    Ty gives an annoyed eyeroll as she taps her ear a little bit. "Hi. Yeah, no. I'm not talking work tonight. No Just at a party of a benefactor. Leave a message with the job info, and I'll take a listen.", she tells. The woman stretches out, and pulls out a small leather wrapped book. She looks around at the people around the pool, and frowns a little bit. She takes a moment to make a motion with her fingers, casting a rune over the book.

    Ty squeaks a little bit as parts of her change a little bit. "Damn succubus magicks...", she says. The woman holds up a mirror, and sees the horns poking out, and the tail starting to grow out. Her skin turns a light shade of red...She looks over to the goose..."...I just did my expense report on C4...Do I have to go get some napalm?", she asks.

Cain Marko has posed:
     Eventually Cain clambers out of the pool. He shakes himself like a dog, he's becoming more animals than Beast Boy today, and then clomps his way over to the bar. He orders a simple beer this time, taking the glass and sipping it. Then he glances around casually at those still outside of the pool. He casually strolls over to where Tynan is laying on her chair. He nods down to her, "Hey." Then he casually squats down and scoops her up in his hands, preparing ot chuck her into the pool. He pauses when the giant waterfowl appears, peering up at it. "Huh." Then he tosses her into the water anyway. "What's this all then?"

Tandy Bowen has posed:
Tandy Bowen is ordering a drink at the bar nearby Tynan, having escaped the Nettie cops, and seems calm until Cain stalks up and out of the water, "Uh oh, watch out," she tries to tell Tynan but it's too late. She looks up at Cain, "Uhh hi there..." she tells him as he stands there at the bar. She extends her plate of snacks to Cain, "Snack?" she offers.

Marie-Ange Colbert has posed:
Get Nettie out of the water? She could do that. Really, she could.

Do it without /touching/ her?

...well. Not impossible.

"Monsieur! You!" Marie chirps... of all people? At /TYRONE./ Sorry. Wallflower knows wallflower. "Please quickly, Monsieur. Pass me that pouch?" Pointing excitedly to a little purse-sized pouch sitting on a lounge chair. Inside? A deck of tarot cards. No, Marie has no reservations using her powers in front of this mixed bag of people. But she still needs the deck to /use/ them.

Tyrone Johnson has posed:
Tyrone Johnson looked on quietly, and then to Marie a little shocked perhaps but his own special brand of self loathing did not extend into rudeness. So he fetched the pouch and brought it to her, and offered it wordlessly with poorly hidden twinkle of curiosity in his eyes. Anyone with even a little sense of the uncanny could smell it all over this kid, he was hiding something in this shy and unassuming form.

Nettie Crowe has posed:
    AND THEN THE SHADOWY HELL GOOSE... breaks down. In sparkles. The blackness clears from the water, reacting with the chemicals, and a very wet, laughing Nettie is treading water where the Goose once stood. One of her buns has come loose and is scraggily hanging down the side of her neck.

    "OH! OH THE LOOK ON ALL YOUR FACES!" she laughs. The front of her swimsuit is stained black.

    "I knew those Goth Bath Bombs would come in handy someday!" she giggles, the old witch making her way to the side of the pool to catch her breath from laughter.

Rachel Roth has posed:
Raven floats there, dripping wet, thankfully with her hat back when Nettie goes sailing overhead to splash into the water. She knows the feeling. Until a furious goose manifests?

"What."

Her head snaps towards Gabby when she starts yelling about getting Nettie out of the water. She just sighs, spinning to face the furious waterfowl. Her hands weave in hypnotic patters as she mumbles a chant under her breath, arms of solid darkness sprout from the shadow of a palm tree and reach into the water, fishing about for Nettie.

Then the goose explodes in sparkles and Nettie is howling in laughter at her prank. The shadow arms dissolve into ephemera, and Raven just turns around, cheeks ever so slightly pink at being had. She tugs the hat down to hide her face a little more, even.

Tynan Ireton has posed:
    "Mister Juggernaut, sir, please do not launch me into the water...", Ty asks nicely. "I can't afford to buy another ear piece like this, let alone pay for this book that I'm borrowing from certain parties.", she tells. "Plus I had a 13 hour flight back from a job.", she asks nicely. Ty is being way too nice today. Then again, she's trying to not be so much of a...Well, a Tynan. Ty takes a moment to change things up a little bit.

    Suddenly in front of Juggernaut, there's a Tynan, and behind him there's a third Tynan. "I'm sorry, but I really don't like getting wet, so you can throw her if you want. But I just switched places.", Ty2 says. Ty3 snickers a little bit. "Of course, she could be lying, and I could be the real Ty.", Ty3 says. All three seem to have glowing yellow fox eyes and ears...

Marie-Ange Colbert has posed:
"Merci beaucoup!" to Tyrone, as Marie takes the pouch. Propping her elbows up on the side of the pool to keep herself out of the water.

She hates to go through a deck with wet fingers, but time was of the essence. Searching.. searching... "Marie-Ange Colbert, Monsieur. Enchante." ...because you know, she's not going to be rude to the boy even as she's pulling the Ace of Pentacles out of the deck...

See, Marie had her back turned to the witch while she was searching for her cards. She had her ears focused on Tyrone. So within moments there's a disembodied hand about the size of a person floating over the pool, holding a similarly sized disc between its fingers. The disk is dipped under the water, moved casually towards Nettie...

...and once it's under her? Lifts up. Witch on a plate above a pool, anyone?

GABBY, in particular, would know that Marie needs to stay /focused/ to keep her summoned creations material, though...

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Good, good. At least there were people responding because Gabby didn't have magic. Not the sort that could pull someone from a pool, though she had just popped out her claws which were glowing with a faint light. It was hard to see in the well-lit area but it was there. Her attention had been on the shadow goose only to--

Have it fade into sparkles. Oh no. "NETTIE!" She bellows with a tone of mixed emotion. Shock. Incredulity. Annoyance. Accusation. Relief.

Only for a moment.

The claws she'd allowed to pop through the back of her hand withdraw in a snap just as quickly as they'd appeared. The shadowy hands which she presumes were Raven had vanished but the more familiar summoning of one Tarot hadn't.

"Uhoh," she mumbles to herself, only to lift a hand and facepalm over the whole situation with shoulders shaking as she tries to stifle giggles. This was just so ridiculous.

Tyrone Johnson has posed:
Tyrone Johnson looks to Marie, trying to concentrate. "Tt-t-T...". But his name would not come out. He inhaled a breath that sounded like pure frustration and a deep seated sadness at his own inability to communicate on even a basic level with other people. "Nn-nice, to meet you." but he'd given up.

Nettie Crowe has posed:
    Nettie is not known as a prankster, though she has the ability to be silly sometimes. The last time was pulling a 2001 Nokia on Tim Drake and asking him if he could get The Facebook to load on it. And then she had revelaed she had an iPad.

    She's still laughing, wiping water from her eyes when she was lifted up by a hand weilding a platter of a pentacle!

    She flails a moment, now wet and kneeling, and then she just... begins to laugh *harder* at the whole going on.

    "Oh, splendid job! Miss Colbert? Wonderful! Oh, this is just --" she grins, and wipes at her eyes again.

    "The most fun I've had in about eighty years!" she giggles maniacally.

Marie-Ange Colbert has posed:
"A pleasure to meet you too, Monsieur." A welcoming smile towards Tyrone. "These people are quite lovely. I know it can be difficult, but..." Motioning a hand towards the hilarity. "...they are fun, oui? You should join in."

Fortunately(?), Nettie's spared /another/ dunking by the fact that Gabby doesn't break Marie's concentration, as the disembodied hand moves to position the plate just above dry land... and waits for her to get off before disappearing back into the ether. "Oui, Madame Crowe, c'est moi." A little bit of a sheepish smile. "Surprise?"

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Things were winding down from that near heart attack inducing moment at least which allows Gabby to finally catch her breath. By now she's doubled over grasping right above her knees while giggling quietly. "Oh man. Okay. All right. I think we've scared any normies that are here by now--" Like a few of the staff and bartenders who were pouring shots for THEMSELVES right about now. They earned it.

"Great job Marie, and thanks for helping too, Raven," she offers out while swiping a bit of tears from her eyes. Or was it water? They were at the pool. She may have just been laughing that hard.

"Okay I think everyone deserves to hang and indulge in food and drink at this point. I'm Gabby by the way," she offers to all in general.

Tandy Bowen has posed:
Tandy Bowen tries to look arund those at the bar and wave at Tyrone who is on the other side of the pool. Somebody shoves a new drink into her hands and she says thank you. She looks at it strangely as if wondering what it is.

Nettie Crowe has posed:
    Nettie is spared. She reaches dry land, dripping water and laughing brilliantly before she breathes out, and looks over the assembled. The Justice League Dark, hangers on, associates, friends...

    And as she sits, dripping, at the bar, she takes a look around the hotel pool, and gives a slight smile.

    "Alright, Button, we'll have to have that conversation in another twenty years or so. You win." she states, though Mike is too far to hear her say a word, and she tips back a new gin.