Is that a crashed space ship?

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Who| Locked to Lyle and Brainy
What| The remaining Legionnaires hole up in their own store
Where| the Legion of Supervillains store
When| Early week 1
Warnings| TBA

It had been a couple days since the start of the Arena. Since all the deaths -- including Cosmic Boy's. Lyle’s one source of hope was that they'd died in the Arena. When they overthrew the Capitol, they could find out how they’d been resurrecting the Tributes. Maybe they could still bring them back...

But that was a worry for the future. Right now, he needed to worry about finding a place for him and Brainy to hole up safely, or as safely as anyone could in this rotten death match. Nothing had been adequate so far – they’d gotten new clothes for Brainy, but holing up in an athletics store in the state they were in was going to go poorly (not that there'd been any magno-ball equipment in the store. They might have burnt the place down if it had); and none of the other places they'd temporarily crashed had been adequate for their needs either. They needed a place they could shine, where they could find supplies to provide entertainment for the miserable sprocking squajs back in the Capitol without actually killing anyone.

Still, it was a bit of a shock to peer around a corner and find Cosmic Boy’s smiling face looking back at him. Lyle clamped his throat shut on a noise of surprise.

A mannequin. They'd made a sprocking mannequin of Cos and stuffed it in his uniform as – as what? An advertisement for some sort of Legion of Supervillains-based shop?!

"Well," he murmured softly to Brainy, "I found a Legionnaire trap. Wanna see what’s inside it?"

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Brainy raised an eyebrow at the entrance of the shop, which had been modeled like a crashed starship.

Rather than sounding excited, he let out a long-suffering sigh.

"Lead on."

At least if it was a trap and somehow tried to kill them their deaths would be personalized in some fashion.

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With Brainy around to keep an eye out for other tributes or anything else that might try to harm them, Lyle took a little more time than he would otherwise checking the entry area for traps. It turned out to be just to keep himself sharp though, since there was no sign that this was anything but a store with an exceedingly tasteless window front.

No sign as to why it looked like a crashed starship, either.

He extended his arm behind him to waved Brainy in, casting his eye over the contents of the shop.

On the upside: floor to ceiling junk that they could build things out of.

On the downside: a lot of this junk looked like their friends.

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"Wildfire would think this was hysterical," Brainy remarked as he caught sight of a Wildfire bobblehead. The costume was slightly different, however, as if it was the Wildfire of one of the many other Legions they'd encountered on occasion.

One thing was for sure, even with their universe being gone the Capitol had plenty of inspiration to draw from due to the myriad of alternate Legions. Even, yes, evil ones. They'd encountered one on their travels. Fortunately, they'd been less organized and not as good at teamwork.

"And I'm fairly certain Ferro would try to collect some of it. "