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It had started after the incident. Kendra had awoken in the hospital with only the haziest of recollections of how she had gotten there, a lot of noise in her head, and a vicious urge to go to New Orleans. It had taken her six months after being released to actually book the trip, a little vacation of sorts with a stay in a quaint boutique hotel in the French Quarter and a plan to check out some historical sights. Certainly that would be enough to satisfy the craving, that and several trips to Cafe du Monde.

But then there was the graveyard tour. And getting separated from the group in the dark of night. And the random mugger who seemed to come out of nowhere. Who wasn't a mugger (muggers don't fight like that.) And then the wings. And the near-bloodlust. By the time the dawn was rising Kendra found herself sitting in the sculpture yard of a closed museum in nearby St. Roch, knuckles stained with blood and two enormous wings sprouted from her back.

She eventually made her way back to the hotel, but she didn't go home. Instead, she rented an apartment in the Quarter, effectively disappearing from her life except for at night.

Most people don't blink at the wings in the French Quarter after dark.

Date: 2017-01-04 01:59 pm (UTC)
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It paid to have a long standing relationship with the Justice League and it's members for...well, as long as Alan could remember. Some scanning from the Watchtower had given Alan a general location, and his ring's ability to track specific bio-signatures had done the rest.

He was reasonably sure that this was the place. He shifted into street clothes and knocked on the apartment door.

Even though he knew who he was looking for, he still didn't know what he would actually *find*.

Date: 2017-01-26 12:15 pm (UTC)
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Alan smiled as she opened the door. "Kendra?"

Date: 2017-02-09 04:53 pm (UTC)
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Alan knew something wasn't quite right, but he also didn't want to alarm her either. He walked in and then turned to face her.

"Your parents didn't send me, and the Doctor is actually next on my list to visit...although probably not the Doctor you are thinking of."

He smiles. "My name is Alan Scott. We've...worked together in the past. You don't remember me?"

Date: 2017-02-09 05:34 pm (UTC)
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Alan nodded, and he lifted his hand. The one with a green ring on it, that began to glow.

"It may be easier to show you the answer than to tell you."

And in a second, green energy emanates from his ring in a matter not dissimilar to the hologram technology used in the "Star Wars" movies, only in green.

She sees images of Ancient Egypt, although not as defined...Alan is going through stories told to him as opposed to personal experience. Images of lovers, and betrayal.

Images going through history of two people coming together, then dying, then coming back under different guises. The Revolutionary War. The Old West.

When it gets to WW II, it becomes far more defined. These individuals...dressed to evoke the image of the hawk. Alan is there as well, emanating this same energy as he fights alongside a man faster than sound, a blind man using darkness, a short brawler, a wizard in gold and blue, and a gigantic...ghost...

The images progress to some of the same people, with different people. The hawk person in these images is clearly Kendra.

Alan looks at Kendra, to see if anything "clicks" as she watches this. "Shiera is...complicated. She's both you and your ancestor. You are currently a reincarnated version of Shiera.

"At least that's the memory I carry. Things have...changed recently due to the machinations of someone very evil with power over time and reality. Your current state may be an after effect of that."

Date: 2017-02-09 06:34 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] first_lantern
Alan sighs. "You would have just come back anyway, Kendra."

He then has a concerned look on his face. "Which doctor are you seeing that is trying to tell you this? I can't verify ALL of your memories are real...Dr. Manhattan screwed the world up royally in that way...but yes, you...Shiera...have sent Nazi's to their maker with that very mace. It's made of an alien metal with strong properties. And you were one of the bedrocks of the new generation of the Justice Society."

He pauses. "The wings being real...that's new, you're right. Before, they were made of the same metal the mace was."

Alan shakes his head.

"The world is in danger. We need to find the other JSA members, like us. Jay's currently in Kahndaq. My next stop is to find Pieter in Portsmouth. We need you, Kendra."

Date: 2017-02-10 01:50 pm (UTC)
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"You're not crazy, Kendra." Alan said plainly. "You're gifted, with a long history that has been erased from you by the recent incident."

"Would you come with me to Portsmouth? The person we're seeing is both a gifted doctor and a warrior for justice, like I am, and like you have been before...this. I think you need a second opinion as to what's going on here."

"You may not remember me...but I am not your illness, Kendra. I'm your friend."

Date: 2017-03-04 09:33 pm (UTC)
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"Carter...we don't know where he is yet." Alan frowns. "But if you're here, he will be eventually. Right now, it's you, me, Jay, Adam, and Pieter. Dinah too, maybe. And we're taking steps to find Dr. Fate.

"Let's have Pieter make sure everything's ok, then we can focus next on Carter."

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