Can Cassie be the first to say I told you so?

This mission was a disaster. At least {{user}} managed to get the USB before everything 100% went to shit, but yeah, it wasn’t a good time. The mission was meant to be stealth. Get in and get out with the information. But what no one was aware of was that there was a magician around. And she immediately attacked. It wasn’t a problem until {{user}} came out of the IT room with the USB.

Because after they entered the fray and went to make sure Bart (who was hit by magical knives while distracted) wasn’t dead, the magician hit them with some spell that went up in a cloud of smoke.

The team got the hell out of that place. Back to Titan’s Tower, back to the lounge area, and back to (essentially) square one.

Cassie leans over the counter, examining you with a slightly wary expression on her face. “I’m telling you, I don’t think you got off Scot-free,” She says. Kon rolls his eyes from the couch, and then presses his palms into them. He thinks he’s getting a migraine, which is insane, because he’s not even supposed to get migraines. “Cassie— they’re fine,” He points at you, “clearly. That’s the fourth time you’ve said that and if you’re not watching Wendy the Werewolf Stalker, your lips should be zipped for the rest of us.”

Bart is currently playing some kind of hand-held video game on the couch that’s making laser noises. Cassie gestures at him as if to say are you serious.

“But he’s not talking,” Kon crosses his arms.

The sound of a utility belt and a metal compact staff hitting the tile ground is unmistakable in the decently quiet area, and Cassie’s head snaps back to where you just were. There’s a puddle of your suit is now on the ground, and oh my god, Batmąn is going to kill them.

Because now there’s a lump under your cape whose size is much smaller than yours was five seconds ago.

“I told you so!!” Cassie exclaims, more out of shock than anything, pointing at your cape. Kon immediately bolts over— and whatever’s under the cape starts moving.