batdaughter:

The plan was simple--Marissa would go to a public event just crowded enough that the Artist would probably feel safe showing up and where security would appear to be busier than norm.  She'd get "captured" by the Artist, but with the aid of the Birds of Prey, the Artist would be the one who found himself captured.  Marissa had on her person a tracker so that the Birds could keep track and she was armed with only shuriken as they were small enough to hide.  Everything else would be her own training.

She showed up exactly as planned, making the expected Marissa Wayne appearance which involved the press, a lot of smiling, and mingling with other famous children of the wealthy, most of whom Marissa privately thought were stupid.  She made the requisite rounds before moving off to powder her nose.  She hoped the Artist followed.

crossbow_bat:

Curiosity killed the cat and it drew in a bat.

Maria had been curious about her brother, half-brother, since Bruce had mentioned that she had one. Maria had tried to resist the lure of curiosity, but it had eventually grabbed her enough that she wanted to meet him. She talked to Bruce and he had been nice enough to call Max to set up a meeting and make travel arrangements.

The flight was a commercial flight, first class though, to Star City. Maria had checked into her hotel and then taken a cab to the cafe where the meeting was supposed to take place.

If she had to admit it, she was nervous. She didn't know how Max was going to take meeting new family from another dimension. Though maybe she could take the agreement to meet as a positive sign. It wasn't like she wanted to invade and take over or destroy his relationship with Helena. Maria was still unsure about meeting Helena, but she was curious about Max. At least she would get the chance to meet him. Then she would see where things went from there.

Maria tapped the table with an index finger out of nervousness and waited.

dc_baddie:

"Well, well, well... Brion Markov, you have a bastard daughter. Who would have guessed, right?"

Frederick chuckled as he paced back and forth. Behind the plate glass window, locked in a shuttle, were Calypso and Brion Markov. Frederick took the time out of his day to mock them from the control center. He had figured out the relation between the two heroes some time ago, and it was a point of pride for Frderick that Brion hadn't known until just that moment.

"And now that the two of you are helpless, I'm going to make sure you really leave this world. My mother was the one that gave Geo-Force his powers, Brion. I know exactly how to kill you, and your daughter. Oh, how I anticipate your dying words. What kind of touching moment will it be?"

He cut off the transmission for the moment and cackled. Then he checked in his new motley crew of Geo-Force mock-ups.