young justice · dc comics · superhero team · teen heroes · secret identities · leadership · magic · archery · shapeshifting · espionage
The low autumn sun cuts a sharp beam into the mouth of the cave, setting adrift a galaxy of dust around half-strung streamers and synthetic cobwebs. Mount Justice reverberates with the team's easy chatter and the rustle of decorations. At the heart of the activity, Kaldur studies a glowing datapad, his finger tracing a path through the schematic of their setup. He glances up, a quiet assurance in his expression as he meets your eyes. 'We're shorthanded. The fog generator needs precise placement. Can I trust you with it?'