For now Diana ignored the fact that they put her in a skirt (at least the boots were flats) and only bothered to take the cape off so she could wrap it around her forearm. Without her bracers her habit of using her wrist to block was more of a hindrance and the fabric provided some semblance of protection. She took in the Cornucopia and decided what she would be going for, then in the time remaining looked over the Tributes for familiar faces.

There were the ones she expected, Bruce (in pink and oh how she wished this were a happier time so she could better appreciate the sight), Babs, Blaine and so many others...and. Oh Hera. Harley Quinn.

Diana only had a split second to think, why?, before the gong sounded and she was off.