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Freddy Freeman	It has been a while since Pantheon has gone anywhere casually. Freddy Freeman has made a personal commitment to never use the powers of the Immortal Elders frivolously, to never use them for something that Freddy himself can do. But this is a meeting about heroic beings planning heroic things, so it is no place for Freddy Freeman. Pantheon strides into the restaurant. His posture is tall and erect, his bearing proud, his face beaming as he waits for the inevitable requests for selfies and autographs! "Hey buddy, you mind?" a guys says who is trying to get to the trash to dump his tray. "Frickin' weirdos," someone else murmurs. Apparently Pantheon doesn't have the cache of a Superman or a Batman or a Spider-Man. His body language and expression deflated a bit, Pantheon finds an empty table to sit and await the others.
Mary Bromfield	Thunderbolt, aka Mary Marvel, walks into the restaurant. She chuckles softly, content to be mostly ignored by those already present. Though one young girl tells her that she loves the cosplay. To which Mary replies with a cheerful thank you, then spies out Pantheon sitting at the booth near the back. Walking over towards his table, she sits down across from him and grins, "Good thing there's a convention next weekend, helps provide a cover since we're clearly cosplayers." She chuckles and tilts her head at Freddy, "Who else is coming?"
Jon Kent	There was /no way/ that Jon was gonna miss out on this. Superboy remembers, as a group, that they managed to defeat a giant sea monster who was capable of enslaving the minds of others. Of course they were going to talk about it...and Superboy wasn't going to miss it for the world. From above, descending on Big Belly Burger, with a flowing red cape and the red and yellow 'S' on his chest, blue suited with red shoulders that connect to the cape. No mask, no styled hair. Just the same frumpled mess. "Hey guys, sorry I'm late. There was a ship going down in the Atlantic and I was giving them a hand." He smiles at Mary. "H-hi." He gives a wave, and looks at Pantheon. "Good to see you again, man." He looks between them. "You guys haven't already eaten, have you?"
Freddy Freeman	He doesn't get to spend as much time with his sister as he would like, so when Thunderbolt arrives, Pantheon gets up give her a warm, brotherly hug. Freddy's a hugger. Sliding back into his seat, he replies to Mary's question, "Just Superboy. He should be here any..." Then Jon comes in the front door with an amazing story about saving an entire ship! Pantheon is a superhero, sure, but first and foremost he is a comic book and collectibles nerd. He already geeked the hell out on Superboy the other evening. So when he sees the red-and-blue clad Kryptonian arrive, he sits up straight and watches with geeked-out, hero-worship eyes. "Lightningbolt! Lightn...er...Thunderbolt!" He whaps Mary's forearm. "Superboy is here." Then he sort of puts his arms across the back of the booth bench and tries to nonchalantly cross one leg over the other like 'Yeah so what, Superboy, no big deal.' But the booth seat is slick and with a huge, attention-grabbing thud, the mighty Pantheon slides completely under the table.
Mary Bromfield	Thunderbolt smiles back at Superboy, "Hi there." She returns Freddy's hug, then nods, "Glad you were able to save the ship, though I don't think you're too late. We haven't even had a chance to order yet." She chuckles, "I was just telling Pantheon that it was nice that there's a comic convention happening soon, we can just be cosplayers." She smiles cheerfully at that, "Something I have a bit of experience with."
Jon Kent	Superboy comes to a hover, smiling softly at Pantheon when he seems to geek out a little bit. He chuckles as he whaps Mary's forearm and then tries to take the 'chill' route and try to play it cool. "It's all good, Pantheon." He shrugs. "I'm happy to be here. Plus, you're pretty cool too. I mean, I feel like Pantheon is a much cooler name than Superboy." Said from the hero himself! He then turns his eyes to Thunderbolt. "Oh thank God. I'm starving." Do Kryptonians need to eat? No. But it still feels /really/ good to eat. It makes thestomach happy. It runs entirely off of solar energy, but man does a cheeseburger do good. "Thanks. It was a good save." He raises a brow. "There's a comic convention? Oh man, I'd love to go." He remembers himself. "....if you guys wouldn't mind a third."
Freddy Freeman	Pulling himself up off the floor, Pantheon attempts the impossible: to play it cool after you slide completely under the table. Some passersby are staring. He just gives them a nod. "It's all, um, it's all good now. Um, citizens. Just doing a safety inspection. Lookin' good down there, boy, let me tell you." With frowns, they move along to their tables. His hair, never great on his best day, is mussed to the max after that stunt. He looks back and forth between his sister and Superboy. "Did, um, did someone mention cheeseburgers?"
Mary Bromfield	Mary chuckles, "Yes, he did. And they do have a pretty good one." She grins over at Superboy, "I already have tickets for my girlfriend and I, we're going in our other identities, but... well, we could definitely show you around." She looks back at Pantheon, "We're thinking of breaking out the Leliana and Morrigan cosplay again."
Jon Kent	Despite Pantheon having slid /completely/ under the table, Superboy seems to snicker just a tad, but otherwise, he's goodnaturedly smiling at Pantheon. "Safety inspections are pivotal for places like these. One bad day and a lot of people get sick." He says that a little louder so people can hear. Some folks give a nod. "Thanks Flash!" One old man says as he walks by. Something of a redemption there. "Yeah. I can front it, if you guys like. As a thank you, for the help taking that thing down. Good team effort." He smiles, before he looks at Mary. "Ah, good to know." He tilts his head at Mary, mentally snapping his fingers. Though he looks at her. "Leliana and Morrigan...as in Dragon Age?"
Freddy Freeman	Standing up to his full height, Pantheon's eyes light up. "Oh man you don't have to do that, man!" he says, but he's already halfway to the counter. The only thing Freddy likes better than food is free food. "Thunderbolt and I were really impressed with you the other night battling that...that whatever the heck it was." He turns to look at Thunderbolt. "Do you know what the heck that weird thing was? I sensed residual Rock of Eternity energy. But when I went to the Rock later that night, nothing seemed amiss our out of place." "I said, can I take your order, sir?" the girl behind the counter says for the third time. With his face reddening a bit, Pantheon says, "Sorry! Sorry, I get distracted. Um....can I please have three double bacon guacamole burgers, two orders of onion rings, a cherry pie, an apple pie, and a large Diet Coke?" Pantheon gestures awkwardly in the direction of Superboy and murmurs, "He's gonna...gonna pay for this." He shrugs, embarrassed. "I'm gonna...I'm gonna pay for the next time."
Damian Wayne	The ruckus at the front of the Big Belly Burger grows eerily quiet as everyone parts ways. The door opens, and a black suited man walks through, two pointed ears atop his helmet. White eyelets look from side to side, before approaching the table. There in black and glowing red, was Batwing, who a lot of people seem to be thinking was Batman. 'I thought he'd be taller.' and the like after he passes.   His helmet modulates his voice. "No one ever hear of being conspicuous, I see."
Mary Bromfield	Mary laughs, "Yeah, you got it! I'm the gamer of the two of us, so I tend to be the one that comes up with the ideas. Though she's pretty great with embracing my level of geekdom." She looks over at Pantheon, "And no, I don't know what exactly that was... Artemis was coming up a blank on it." She shrugs a little, walking over to the counter as she passes by Damien, and ahs, "Great cosplay, very authentic!" before murmuring quietly, "Back table, make yourself at home." With that, she orders a rather impressive order, though not as impressive as Freddy's. Apparently there's something about the Marvel Metabolism as she does, however, show pity on Superboy's cash flow by paying for her meal, and Pantheon's.
Marie-Ange Colbert	What do you do when your girlfriend invites you to come join a bunch of supers eating food? You come join a bunch of supers eating food, but you come dressed as one of them. Tarot may not be as well-known as some of the assorted. Her adventures with the X-Men don't usually see as much publicity, often happening in far off places like the Savage Land, or other exotic locales. It doesn't mean she doesn't have a super suit, though. So she's wearing the battle gear of a New Mutant; the black and yellow, form-fitting, not-spandex suit. Though the black hooded cloak she wears over it obscures much but a brief glimpse of yellow now and then. Yes, she still has that outfit, too. No, it's not the final design of her own super-suit. Give the girl credit for finding something on short notice! Walking in -- and trying to move with a more confident stride than her usual walk, she's making a bee-line for the counter where Thunderbolt's at. Waving her fingers towards Superboy and Pantheon... Batwing she hasn't met just yet! "I hope I am not too late, mon amour."
Jon Kent	"Oh hey, thanks!" Superboy shrugs. "Dunno how impressive I was. Just was trying to help, you know? I think she was the most impressive one. She took it down." He gestures to Thunderbolt, smiling at her. Though he turns back to Freddy. "That sounds like a rock band....and extremely cool." He tells him with a big smile. "I have no idea what itwas. I tried to find Aquaman, but he wasn't available for a comment and Namor....uh..doesn't like visitors." He looks at Mary. "That's awesome. I love Dragon Age. I don't know whose the better nerd, but I can appreciate the geekdom." He gives her a thumbs up before Damian appears. He looks at him closely for a moment. "Batwing?" He smiles big and wide. "Good to see you, my friend." Why does he think it's Damian? Because he's too short to be Batman. Sorry :/ He does turn his attention to Tarot with a soft smile. "Hi there. I remember you, you helped the mind-controlled folks, right?" He walks towards her, stretching a hand. "Superboy. I thought you were awesome."
Freddy Freeman	As Pantheon heads back to the (apparently large) table carrying his (definitely large) pile of food, his eyes catch Batwing. It wouldn't take an expert in human psychology to see that Pantheon has a hard time hiding the sparkle in his eyes and the slight reddening of his earlobes. Suppressing a smile badly, he murmurs, "Batwing. Nice to, um, see you. And stuff." He sits down with the huge tray of food. "The Rock of Eternity is our super secret hideout." Well, it was super secret until he started talking about it in a crowded Big Belly Burger. Fortunately, everyone here is doing their best to ignore what is largely believed to be a bunch of weird cosplayers. "You should come hang out sometime." As Marie walks in, Freddy has pretty much stuffed his mouth full of onion rings. "TAWOW!" he says excitedly as onion ring crumbs fly out of his mouth.
Mary Bromfield	Thunderbolt brightens, "Tarot!" With her arrival, Thunderbolt impulsively hugs the other woman, giving her a quick peck on the cheek. "Glad you could make it. Pantheon and I just finished ordering, but if you want to add on..." She then looks over towards Superboy, "Yeah, right? Everyone raves about Mass Effect, but Dragon Age is my favorite. And I'm pretty sure I'm the bigger geek, but we can compare notes later." She chuckles softly, then focuses her attention back on Tarot. Because well. Yeah. You know.
Damian Wayne	Damian nods to Superboy, taking a seat. "Likewise, Superboy."   Luckily, his helmet completely hides any emotional expression he may have under there.   He does, however, respond. "Likewise, Pantheon. I will have to visit sometime."
Marie-Ange Colbert	"Tarot; enchante, Superboy." Tarot replies with a demure smile as she takes and shakes the offered hand. Her grip is a delicate one, much like the girl herself, lacking the super-durability that some of the others have, or even the trained durability of Batwing. She's working on the latter, though. At least she keeps getting up! "You were as well -- what you did to freeze the water was tres magnifique!" With that accent, if there were any doubt that the costumed girl and the one in her civvies the other day were one and the same? It's probably gone. Not to mention the actual content of the words. Freddy, meanwhile, gets a little grin and draws a small blush from her cheeks -- not that the hood makes it terribly easy to see her face. Thunderbolt, however, gets the brightest reaction out of Tarot. For reasons that are pretty clear. Happily returning the woman's embrace, she's left with a wide smile on her face when she pulls back. "Of course -- my treat." Tarot turns her attention to the counter, placing her own order -- which, for such a slender woman, it's probably unexpectedly large. Blame a great metabolism and steady workout routine. "...did I hear the Dragon Age?" she chimes in, "I just saw my costume the other day..." ...okay, so it was actually much more recent, when she was looking for /this/ costume.
Freddy Freeman	"Oh man you totally missed it," Pantheon starts to blather to Batwing. "This massive creature came out of the ocean," he says, extending his arms wide when he says 'massive', narrowly missing Batwing's head (who, no doubt, easily dodged). "Shazam showed up, Thunderbolt, Tarot, Superboy was there. Franklin Richards from the Fantastic FOUR was there!" When superheroes are involved, Freddy's true nerdery shines through. After taking a huge drink of Diet Coke, he continues, "Shazam almost got taken out by Franklin, who was in a force field that the creature whipped at Shazam!" He barely pauses for breath. "Zombies almost took out Tarot, but she summoned /Death/! And then power-sis here..." He gestures at Thunderbolt. "...punched the thing into next week." He lowers his voice to a whisper, "Which caused a tidal wave, but don't tell her I told you that part."
Jon Kent	Getting himself a tray of food, Superboy looks at Mary. "You didn't have to pay you know...but I appreciate it." He tells her with a kind smile, though he shoes up to the table, and he looks at everyone. He /really/ looks. The hears their heartbeats. Hears the fluttering of their eyes and the rush of blood that enables feelings of joy and happiness. ...and he starts to realize he's the only single person here. He clears his throat a moment, before he looks at Freddy. "Wow, that sounds amazing. Uh...well, where is it? I'd love to show up one day. It sounds magical and...well, magic and I arn't friends." He chuckles softly, before he looks at Mary. "I love Mass Effect. And Halo." He tells her. "But sure, we cna compare notes." He turns his eyes towards Marie. "Enchante, madamoiselle." He returns, though his French is truely TERRIBLE. "...and that's as much as I know." About the language, before he looks at his burger and takes a bite. "Oh my gosh, that's so good."
Damian Wayne	Damian is a tad quiet. But he does look to his side, at Pantheon and sees all the food he's cramming down. "Impressive. But you did not need me it seems."   Though the change in his best friend's face makes him take some pause. If there was one thing he learned being a Bat, it was reading people's faces, sometimes it was the only hint that there was going to be a problem.
Mary Bromfield	Thunderbolt grins, "Not a problem, glad I can help." She then sits down next to Tarot, looking over at Superboy, "Oh, don't get me wrong, I love Mass Effect too... Halo, well, I play it but I'm not too much for shooters. RPGs are my preference, really." She then seems to catch a little bit of Superboy's hesitation, and makes a note of it for later. Though she doesn't say anything now, instead glancing over at Tarot with a fond smile, "Glad you were able to make it."
Marie-Ange Colbert	Once her food's made and paid for, Tarot, too, will make her way towards the table shared by the people she knows -- and the one she thinks she might know /of./ Claiming herself a seat next to Thunderbolt. "It is a shame that Shazam and Monsieur Richards could not join us, too..." she trails off for a moment, looking to the assorted group. "...I did not realize one of you knew Batman, too! It is an honor, Monsieur. My name is Tarot." she declares, extending a hand in Batwing's direction. Yes, even Marie. Sweet, naive, lives under a rock (not to be confused with the aforementioned Rock of Eternity) Marie knows of Batman. Mind you, it's legitimately only because after Mary got her internship at the Daily Planet, Marie started reading that newspaper. However, /unlike/ the others who know Batman or Batwing personally? She doesn't know either of them well enough to tell the difference. Superboy does get a bright grin at the attempted French. "Tres bien, Monsieur! It is a start, non?" The /attempt/ to use French earns points in her book. The pronounciations he can work on! Thunderbolt? She gets a besotted smile. "As if the apocalypse itself would keep me from your side, Thunderbolt." ...not since she learned they'd be better off facing it together, anyways!
Freddy Freeman	Pantheon gives Batwing's shoulder a playful shove. "Hey, I wish you had shown up. There were bad guys like all over the place. Plus I got sprayed with ichor! I don't even really know what ichor is, but I got sprayed with it. Some got in my mouth." He flashes a warm smile to Batwing. "Tarot, you kicked ass! It was dope," the enthusiastic Pantheon starts saying. "I was looking at all the tarot cards on Google last night and thinking of the badass stuff you can do with them. Honestly, I hope I get to see more." When Superboy sits down, for absolutely no reason whatsoever, Pantheon tosses an onion ring at him. Maybe he, too, senses the very subtle, very minor downturn. The lobbed onion ring is followed by a warm, honest smile. He does that sometimes, just makes a clear and undisguised connections with people. Perhaps Solomon is guiding the big goofball?
Damian Wayne	"You have some still...on your tooth." Batwing comments, the lower half of his helmet opens to reveal his mouth, and he snags an onion ring off Pantheon's copious tray. "You...also don't want to know what ichor is."   "Batwing, formerly Robin." He corrects, but his voice is not demeaning. It's one thing for bad guys to think he is Batman, but of course, an ally is different.
Jon Kent	Jon lifts his hand, catching the ring and smirking at Freddy, taking a bite of the onion ring as he shoots Mary and Marie a smile. "Thank you, guys." Though he seems to immediately pause as he looks elsewhere. As if he had heard something. Nope, we're good, Superman has it covered.
Marie-Ange Colbert	With Billy, it was the eyes. Freddy? The smile is what gives him away. It's positively infectious. The others she's yet to confirm from the family photos she's seen don't quite have that manic energy... except maybe Darla. Though does the transformation alter them /that/ much? "I suspect you will, Pantheon." She /knows/ their names now. Of course, it's far too late to undo the damage she doesn't realize she did. Whoops. The correction from Batwing recieves a blush, "Ah, Batwing, then. An honor still." she tells the younger hero, with another demure smile. "I am afraid that I do not know the who is who of heroics quite as well as Pantheon." ...though, hanging out around /this/ family? That's likely enough to change.