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Dec 12, 2019 5:07 PM
The Suicide Squad forms, much to everyone's dismay
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Sean did not have good news for his boss. 

In the past week they'd been campaigning for the formation of a squad of cons and psychos to throw at whatever problem that needed expendable soldiers. They just didn't know it would be needed so soon. And for the boy to go missing, the boy they needed to get the most powerful witch on side...

Well. Sean's boss was not known for forgiveness.

He knocks on her door, and waits.

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"Come in," she calls, sounding a bit harried.

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He enters. "Ma'am."

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"Status update?" she asks, offhandedly.

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"At 0100 hours a disturbance of a magical nature was detected in D wing. A squad was sent to investigate. By 0110, they confirmed the boy was gone."

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"Well, shit. Do we know what's happening with the Enchantress? Or any luck on tracking him?"

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"There has been no change to the Enchantress's plans, as far as we have detected. As for the boy, nothing. We can only assume he's going to his mother."

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"On this sort of scale... Our best bet might be that squad." Her eyes are narrowed, clearly annoyed. "Those idiots of course have been dragging their feet... I'll get the green light, one way or another, you start getting things in motion." Worse comes to worse, she won't need to bother asking for forgiveness, on account of being dead. Slightly more optimistic than that, and she'll have a proven team and a feather in her cap when faced with censure for forming the squad without permission. 

With any luck, the council will pull their damned heads out of their asses.

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Sean does not voice his disapproval at her flaunting the rules. It doesn’t matter what he thinks, she is his superior. 

“Yes, ma’am. I’ll start assembling them.”

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"Good. Dismissed."

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He salutes, and turns on his heel, heading for the elevator to the prison proper. 

His first stop, the teleporting girl. 

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Carina, as she's chosen to call herself among humans, is sitting calmly in the center of her room, either zoning out or meditating.

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Sean nods to the guards on duty, and heads as close to the power-dampening cage as he dares. 

“You’re being recruited.”

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"Oh?" she drawls, not looking at him. "Whatever for?"

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“Does your compliance require knowledge?”

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"Well, obviously."

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“You do not see your predicament in truth.”

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"I rather think you don't see yours."

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“It seems we are equals in ignorance.”

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"Well, then it seems I'll be staying where I am, won't I?"

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“You won’t have any choice in the matter.”

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"You really think threats are the best way to secure my help? How cute."

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“Not threat. Did you not wonder what was put in your neck when you were brought here?”

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"That little thing?" Primitive. She knows small children who could disable it. No sense telling them that, of course.

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“You don’t obey orders, it detonates.”

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She's mildly curious about the expression on his face when it doesn't, but more interested in playing along, for now. She still needs to find out more about this world if she is to establish herself properly.

"Oh my. Such a dilemma."

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