bronze_vixen:

For just once in her life, Nala wished that her everyday life could be simple and not be interrupted by some villainous plots.  She was in the middle of a fashion show, wearing a very expensive dress, and then suddenly there was gunfire and screaming.  Normally, this was some kind of plot device to capture the leading lady.  But Nala wasn't you typical leading lady, and these thugs didn't stick around very long.  It seemed like the ruckus in the main room was just a distraction to keep everybody from noticing the theft happening in the changing room.  They were lucky Nala wasn't in the changing room, but they were also unlucky that Nala was there in the first place.  And they were unlucky that they made Nala rip her dress, which she was going to have to pay for later.

She had already tracked them down to some run down warehouse.  Nala didn't even know they had those in Paris, to be quite honest.  But that didn't stop her from sneaking in there and getting to business.  By the time anybody else would show up, she'd already laid them all out on the ground.

dc_misc:

The Suicide Squad members were deposited in Gotham not far from where intelligence said the Joker was making his headquarters.

dc_checkmate:

Amber called the Suicide Squad in for a briefing for their next assignment.

its_a_living:

After his talk with Carolyn about it Dean started running with the idea. He had sent out enough texts, messages, emails, notes, and post-its that it wouldn't take telepathy to know you would have to be lying to say you didn't hear about poker night. Dean had a table set up in the rec room with beer, soda and snacks for people. He was laying down on a couch shuffling cards.

dread_bolt:

 Well at least they weren't always locked into some stupid mission. How he hated this Suicide Squad stuff, even worse knowing that he couldn't get out of it as long as they had Terry. But they let him go back to Boston occasionally to deal with his business, which was still struggling but still alive. He was outside at the moment, walking down the streets in a slightly better mood than usual. Anything that got him out of the government's grips made him feel better.

dc_holiday:

“My father gave me the greatest gift anyone could give another person, he believed in me.” – Jim Valvano

dc_checkmate:

Amber sent an alert to gather at HQ to the newest incarnation of the Suicide Squad. She stood in the conference room with arms crossed over her chest.