At first, Kon wasn't sure why there was something different. It was just the way things were. Then he noticed something a little weird. He didn't feel the pillow underneath his face. Didn't feel the bed underneath him at all. At the realization, he fell and landed hard on said bed. He'd been flying. Wait, flying?! His eyes flew open and he glanced around. He knew this place. The old Young Justice headquarters. He hadn't been here in...years.
Slowly, hesitantly, he tried to hover again above the bed. It was like that expression about riding a bike. Just because you hadn't done it in a while, didn't mean you forgot. And he could fly!
With a whoop, he headed into the main room, calling out for Bart, Tim, Cissie, Cassie. Anyone. He hadn't gone back to where he'd come from, but he was flying and so he didn't really care about particulars like that. He hadn't been flying, really flying, in years.
"Where is everyone?!" He didn't even realize he was wearing his old uniform.
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Date: 2011-03-27 08:55 pm (UTC)Slowly, hesitantly, he tried to hover again above the bed. It was like that expression about riding a bike. Just because you hadn't done it in a while, didn't mean you forgot. And he could fly!
With a whoop, he headed into the main room, calling out for Bart, Tim, Cissie, Cassie. Anyone. He hadn't gone back to where he'd come from, but he was flying and so he didn't really care about particulars like that. He hadn't been flying, really flying, in years.
"Where is everyone?!" He didn't even realize he was wearing his old uniform.