Post by Ra's al Ghul on Feb 23, 2013 13:55:36 GMT -5
Ra's al Ghul sat silently in his cell, deep in meditation. It passed the time, drifting deep in to the library of his mind, extending his senses. He could hear in to the hallway over the light humming of the energy cube he was held in. It would be simple enough to escape from this cell, though the world itself would be a bit more complicated. But he had already worked out his plan; it was a game of waiting for the right moment to strike.
Ra's was brought from his thoughts by footsteps outside his cell. His eyes opened, gazing at the Coluan who entered. "What a surprise. Brainiac Five, the Legion's tinkerer. I take it you are not here with my tea?" He asked plainly, not bothering to rise from his meditation. He would have offered a hand, had he not been separated by a wall of humming cyan that had sparked up as soon as the door opened. The Earth's surface moved slowly with Legion World's rotation, and despite the occasional rubble it was a beautiful view. Ra's al Ghul stood, clasping his hands behind his back behind his cloak.
"And what brings you to me today?" The old man asked, fairly certain what the Coluan was going to ask about. Forced evolution. Hypertaxis energy. The Lazarus Pits. Things the twelfth-level intelligence still hadn't the vaguest idea about. It would be an interesting conversation, at the least.
Ra's was brought from his thoughts by footsteps outside his cell. His eyes opened, gazing at the Coluan who entered. "What a surprise. Brainiac Five, the Legion's tinkerer. I take it you are not here with my tea?" He asked plainly, not bothering to rise from his meditation. He would have offered a hand, had he not been separated by a wall of humming cyan that had sparked up as soon as the door opened. The Earth's surface moved slowly with Legion World's rotation, and despite the occasional rubble it was a beautiful view. Ra's al Ghul stood, clasping his hands behind his back behind his cloak.
"And what brings you to me today?" The old man asked, fairly certain what the Coluan was going to ask about. Forced evolution. Hypertaxis energy. The Lazarus Pits. Things the twelfth-level intelligence still hadn't the vaguest idea about. It would be an interesting conversation, at the least.