WHO: Roy (and Lian) When: May 9th, Afternoon Where: Somewhere in the city What: Roy arrives in LA. Which is odd, because he was just in Star City ten minutes ago. He was also in 2009, last he checked. Rating: PG Status: Self-contained narrative, open post will come later
Roy did not have a Batmobile. He did, however, have a small collection of unique European imports with engines he'd rebuilt from the ground up into a clean-air, zero emission pieces of art. When you grow up with Oliver Queen for a father figure, you learn to appreciate the finer things in life, and develop just enough liberal guilt about the carbon footprint that those finer things leave on the planet.
The very fine car turned another corner, onto an entirely unfamiliar street. Which was odd, since the driver had made that turn many, many times before, and never before onto that street. Roy frowned, trying not to look too concerned so as not to upset the five year old in the backseat. He turned on the GPS unit, and frowned again. No signal. Not good- that unit was patched right into the Watchtower, in case he ever ran into a situation that required backup. No signal there right when he was suddenly in unfamiliar territory? That was bad. Even worse, Lian was with him.
He turned on his JLA comm link and started flipping through frequencies, trying to get a response. Static. Static. Static. And... was that the Hollywood sign in the distance?
One newspaper grabbed from a box on the street later, and he got his answers. Somehow, he'd ended up in LA, in 2006. That was... so many kinds of not good. Certainly not the weirdest thing he'd ever been pulled into, but that was always with the Titans, or the Outsiders, or the JLA. Never in his car, with Lian in the backseat watching her Dora the Explorer DVD. Someone was going to wind up with a whole lotta arrows in them for this. But first, he needed somewhere safe, and he needed to find a familiar face.
"Guess what, Princess. We're going on vacation." Just breathe, Roy. Stay cool, keep the kid calm, and if anyone even looks remotely like a threat, reach for the weapons.