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cassandra sandsmark (wonder girl)

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[one second she's fighting OMACs and Prime and the next she's sitting bolt upright on a big bed. A big bed that is totally not pink and heart-covered, totally not the one in the Titans' tower, and totally not a hospital, either. Not that any of those would explain why she was cracking open an OMAC's face just a second ago and now she's... well. You get the idea.

Incredulously:]

... oh.

[pause; taking in the surroundings and swinging her legs off the edge of the bed, and then walking to the door to open it and look out]

This isn't... Oh Hera.

Helloooo...? Kon? Nightwing?

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[Kon's flipping through the journal when he hears her. THAT is a familiar voice. Very familiar. Like, jump-for-joy familiar. He slams the journal totally open.]

Cassie? Cassie!

[turning towards the voice quickly]

Conner? Where are you? Where are we? What happened to the tower, and everything?

[The voice is coming from ~~inside the house~~ the book, Cassie.]

In my room. Uhm, it's complicated and involves time travel and multiple dimensions and stuff.

[she picks up the journal, flips a few pages, and crosses the room to the door with the book in hand]

... Okay. That's worrying, because that is definitely not where we're supposed to be right now. And the talking hardcover is probably the least of my worries, right.

Where's your room?

[He's floating around the room in anticipation. ♥Cassie♥ ]

Yeah, this place does that. I'd just gotten back to earth and all of a sudden bam!-- I was here.

1316. Come on up.

Just gotten back to Earth? [that doesn't sync, but she's checking her own door plaque, and is disturbed to see her name with the number.]

I'm in... 2104, so make that down. How big is this place?

[aaaand she's knocking a minute later]

[And a very young Kon opens the door. He's wearing the outfit he used to wear in Young Justice, complete with stupid 90s haircut. He's also grinning like he's going to break his face}

About 21 floors. Wow, Cassie, you look...

[Yeah, he's giving her the once-over. She gets hotter as she gets older apparently.]

[kind of... stunned]

Kon, you weren't kidding about time travel!

[doesn't matter: stupid haircut or not, he's not caught in some death struggle and that warrants a smile back and an enthusiastic hug!]

[Oh hugs! Kon's good with that. He's kind of had a crush on Cassie forever, so have a floaty-squeeze back.]

Yeah, Tim's from the future too. You look really good.

Tim's here?

[she sort of laughs; adrenaline's still going from what was going on only minutes ago]

Thanks Kon, but... wow, you've got to be... I haven't seen that outfit in ages. And the hair. Or the earring!

Hello.

Not Kon or Nightwing, but thought I'd welcome you anyway.

Huh. Thank you?

If you're not either of them, who are you?

Tony Stark, president and CEO of Stark Industries. Around here, though, I'm just another guy, stuck in a magic castle full of green coffee.

Nice to "meet" you, Mr. Stark. I've never heard of Stark Industries. I'm Cassandra Sandsmark.

A magic castle full of green coffee?

Well, it is St. Patrick's Day.

And yeah, magic castle. It kidnaps people, makes your life hell, and, you know, that sort of thing.

... Seriously? You've got to be kidding.

Do I sound like the type to kid?

Not really.

How does it kidnap people?

Magic.

Not the kind that pulls rabbits out of hats, either.

I figured as much. And getting out?

Pretty much impossible.

Sounds kind of unbelievable.

C-Cassie?

[Tim is both very happy and a little uneasy about hearing her - great timing, girly-girl. Way to bust up the brood-fest Tim and Kon were getting started.]

What's the last thing you remember? And tell me where you are, I'm coming to you. Please, tell me you remember everything...

Tim!

[delighted, despite confusion]

Uh, Nightwing, Kon and I going up to the Arctic. We were fighting OMACs and that other Superboy was there, and... you know what I'm talking about, right?

I remember -- the Crisis. I remember some things after that, too. Kon is really young here - have you seen him yet? He'll probably be [glad to see you so he doesn't have to think about what we said the other day and ] ... well, you know. He'll be Kon.

He's safe, though, which is a relief. Prime is here, too, for now, so be careful. Where are you? I can explain everything.

No, I'm just on my way down to meet him now. Do you know where Kon's room is? We can all meet there.

Prime's here too? Ugh. Well, I'd love to hear the full story.

Y-yeah, I know where Kon's room is. I can wait, though. You two deserve a reunion.

[Tim's enthusiasm is a little strained, but he's still happy that Cassie is okay, and he did miss her.]
Unless you want me there. I can talk to you after.

Tim, I saw him a few minutes ago, it's not like it's been months. [pleasantly] Meet us there.

Sure. I'll be there soon.

[Not like it's been months... sheesh. Tim is glad Cassie doesn't remember going through all that pain, but... now he feels a little isolated. And he's still nervous about seeing Kon but, but... he snapped the journal closed and tucked it under one arm, heading for Kon's room.]

Alright. See you then.

Boy howdy, you must be from my Earth. What's the happy haps?

Just found myself in a weird castle!

As opposed to a different universe's Earth?

Yeah, it happens. Everybody's from a different Earth here. Most of them are pretty retarded.

Anyway, who're you?

... huh.

Wonder Girl. You?

Guy Gardner. We've probably met, I just don't remember.

Oh. [has heard of you; teenage girl gossip, what?] Well, nice to meet you.

So how come all you kiddos keep showing up? Where are all the old men?

Beat me. Who else is here?

Robin, Supes the younger, Supes the regular in young form, Hawkgirl, John, Bart, Jaime, Superbaby Prime, and uh... that might be it.

"John" is kind of generic and I don't know a Jaime, but good to know... for most of them, anyway.

Bart as in Bart Allen?

John's the GL for Earth, girly. You should know him.

Yep.

Well, you didn't exactly specify. I've met John Stewart.

Great!

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