10th July
15:49 GMT -5
I step out of the alley and look around the Gotham street. You'd barely know that this place was overrun with giant plants two months ago. Oh, now that I look again I can see that some of the work on the fascias is recent, and there are patches where the gripping roots of some of the vines have managed to stay lodged in places where it's inconvenient to get at them, but… Really got to hand it to the people of Gotham. They're a resilient bunch.
Either that or so totally stoical that they barely notice things like that.
No one really pays me much attention as I head towards Holly and Karon's home. With the rings not on open display, I'm not… No, come on, I should be a bit more recognisable by now, surely? Maybe it's a city thing, not paying all that much attention to the people around you… As long as they don't look threatening, anyway.
Maybe it just goes to show that no matter how Earth-shattering an event in your life is, the world will keep turning regardless. And most people around you probably don't give a Monkey's. How many would actually care that the League lied about Roanoke? I mean, they'd care if they were covering for Klarion and I imagine that most people would be anti-Nabu on balance… But how many would care enough to do something meaningful about it? How many would keep caring months later? How many people -even here in Gotham- have had direct exposure to a superhero before?
I give my head a small shake before I press the doorbell. The confrontation with the League has left me more than a little out of sorts. That, and the talk with Rob and Alan… And the proper talk I'm going to have with Kon and M'gann before I leave. And -hah!- I still haven't firmly decided whether I want to go to Maltus before or after I scout out the Vega Systems in person. Turning up with the Orange Central Power Battery would give me an obvious negotiating advantage, and I want to do something about the military domination of the Citadel Complex. That's a bit more urgent than the Reach, though not as important.
On the other hand -I press the doorbell again- I could be in a bit of a sticky situation if Larfleeze notices that I'm-
"It's open!"
-there. Huh. Not a good idea to leave a door unlocked in Gotham, but I imagine that Jade is perfectly capable of taking most would-be home invaders. I take hold of the door handle and turn it, pushing the door open.
"Ahoy the house?"
"I'll be down in a minute!"
No.. sign.. of Holly or Karon. I close and lock the door behind me, then walk over to the bottom of the stairs. "If this is a bad time, I can come back!"
"I said, a minute!"
Sounds like Jade's not feeling too much the worse for wear, then. I sit down on one of the armchairs, leaning back into the cushions. I pat the chair's right arm with my right hand, the suitcase containing the balance of Jade's fee appearing from subspace on the floor next to me. "Where are Holly and Karon!?"
"The park, I think?" I look up as Jade comes down the stairs in.. what looks like her old short skirted kimono costume. Her hair looks damp… Oh heck, did I turn up while she was in the shower? "So?"
"So, Nabu is confirmed… Either actually dead or brain dead." She nods as she walks towards the settee to my left. "Mister Zatara was briefly awake, and the prognosis is good for his recovery." She sits, legs curled up underneath her. "Adom's nearly back to normal, John's… Weird. I don't think… Having two opposing sources of magic energy, he's not having an easy time making them work together." I look her over. "Do you still have the Ace?"
"I didn't think that keeping it here was such a great idea. If anyone came looking for it…"
I nod. "Where did you put it?"
"Shadowcrest. Zatanna seemed pretty confident that the spells on the place would keep out uninvited guests."
"Good plan. I'll pick it up when I drop Zatanna and Mister Zatara off."
She looks at me carefully. "And the Justice League? Do I need to worry about having violated my parole?"
"No. At least, I don't think so. From what Diana told me, they're planning on maintaining the pretence that Mister Zatara was on an extended leave of absence." I exhale, looking away from her. "I wonder if he'll actually go back? I mean… I wouldn't, if it was me, but he just…"
She frowns. "Just what?"
"He almost seemed annoyed that we'd done it. I don't know, I don't know what he's thinking-. Oh! Sorry." I lean forwards, picking up the suitcase.
Then I stand and lean forwards, holding it out to her. Her eyebrows rise slightly, then she comes up onto her knees to take it from me. "Should I count it?"
"Um." I sit back down. "You can if you like, but I assure-" She's already got it open and pulled out one bundle of notes, flicking through them to check the denomination. "-you.. that it's all there."
"Old habits." She puts the bundle back in and takes out a second. "Guess this means I can afford to take a holiday from bodyguarding the mafia."
"If you want, though you might find it better to keep busy. Technically, you didn't do anything illegal, but…"
She puts the second bundle down and smiles at me. "You need me to keep out of trouble for next time you need to kill a member of the Justice League."
"No, I-." I look down for a moment. "No."
"It was a joke, Paul."
"I know, I just… I spent about forty minutes calling them a bunch of cowardly idiotic liars to their faces-"
She blinks. "You-?"
"-and all it did was make me more annoyed as well as alienating people I'd.. considered friends and colleagues."
She looks at me… I think she's surprised, and a little impressed. "I used to know people who'd give their right arm -and probably their left one as well- for the chance to do that."
I shrug. "They're welcome to try. That's not what the Justice League is supposed to be, you know?"
"Hm." Jade gives the remaining bundles a really quick once over and then stows the suitcase next to the settee. "So what happens next?"
"Next? I still need to talk to a few people, then…" I raise my right hand, then drop it forwards. "Off I go into deep space. For.. I don't know how long. Let all the -heh- ill-feeling really fester for when I come back."
Jade looks thoughtful for a moment. "You know… Since you've paid the balance of my contract, we're not in a professional relationship any more."
"Um. True?" I nod. "Don't take this the wrong way, but I'm hoping that I never have to hire you for something like this again."
Why is she wincing?
"Not that I'm in any way complaining about your professionalism, but-."
She holds up her right hand. "Stop."
"Okay?"
"I thought Artemis was joking." She leans back, reaching down to the sash holding her kimono closed and tugging on the-.
Oh.
"Do you get it now?"
"Ah."