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With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Fourteen)

Why is it wrong to spell your name Zoaut instead of Zoat? Because whoever filled out the official paperwork wrote it down that way

Names aren't subject to spelling or grammar rules. The way it is is the way it is. And even if it wasn't, unless there was only one cattle rancher in the association and it was his association exclusively, you still had the apostrophe in the wrong place.

Oh, no no no. I would never reference a real world lobbying organisation in reference to activities taking place more recently than twenty years. The entirely fictional Cattle Rancher's Association may look similar in some ways to the real world Cattle Ranchers Association, but in reality they are very different organisations.
...oooook.

Didn't know the real world Brazilian Cattle Ranchers Association was a Rule 8 issue, considering I had never even heard of them before now.
 
Jungle Gym (part 5)
18th March
11:02 GMT -5


Raquel and I fly upwards towards the top of Mount Justice.

"I'm a.. little surprised that you wanted to join me on this one."

Raquel lands a moment before me and takes a quick peek inside the grove to see if Euanthe is in residence before turning back to me.

"Ah ain't gunna let the fact that I'm pissed at you get in the way of a mission."

"Right, but, with the greatest respect-" I walk past her into the grove, taking a moment to admire the unseasonal growth which blocks out both sight and sound of the town below. "-your skill set isn't essential to the mission. You could have taken one of the others."

"You didn't have to accept me."

"I already had an analyst and a magic-user. I didn't need to make room for anyone else." Though since this will almost certainly be below my level… "I'm perfectly happy to let you take the lead in combat if you like."

She frowns in curiosity. "Why?"

"You need the experience more than I do."

"Gee, thanks."

"I'll be happy to take you to Vega next time I visit if you want to prove me wrong."

"The place with three different empires who are worse than the Nazis."

"Not any more. But I could see that you wanted to take the Africa mission." Her right hand goes to her ward. "I can do facial analysis as well. It's not as if I'm going to be offended if you deny me your company."

"Okay, two reasons. This whole thing with Nazigirl got me thinking about indigenous rights. That's what this is about, right?"

"Could be. Could be a lot of things. I'd be surprised if it had nothing to do with that. Though it might just be that locals wanted to cut down the forest for grazing instead."

"So that's why I wanna go. I wanna see what that looks like in places where it's still happening, not just where it happened hundreds of years ago."

I nod. "Okay. What's the other reason?"

"You're gonna take Nazigirl, aren't you."

"I… Was planning on asking her if Superman could spare her from Metropolis."

"So there we go. Ah'm gonna be right there. If she mouths off, I'll see it. And if she doesn't…" She shrugs sarcastically. "Then maybe ah've got her all wrong."

"I think it's a little early to expect any major behavioural changes, but I appreciate that you're at least giving her the rope with which to hang herself. Euanthe?!"

"And Treegirl."

"Treewoman. Not that she calls herself that. I'm not sure how old she is, but the closest I got to a straight answer suggests at least three thousand."

"'cause she remembers the Amazons arriving on Themyscira."

I nod. "Just so, well spotted. Euanth-."

The leaves-. I step back as I realise that they've formed a face.

"I didn't know you could do that."

The face sort of smiles, then splits in two as Euanthe emerges from the middle. She isn't in full spiky-bane-of-demons mode, but the soft bark-like faux-clothing she used to wear has been replaced by thicker antediluvian armour.

"Pavlos. Have you found another demon for me to destroy utterly, to burn their leaves and choke the life from root and stem?"

"Not this time, I'm afraid. I've got a mission in the Amazon rainforest and I'd appreciate your help."

"Amazon."

"South of here, below where the land narrows. Lots of trees, but fewer than there used to be."

She looks sad, staring at nothing I can discern. "There are fewer trees than there used to be everywhere."

"We could just show her a map."

"Dryads aren't good with spatial directions. Land doesn't register with them in the way that plants do. Euanthe, if I touch a plant when I get there, can you track me that way?"

"No. Plant senses-" She holds her arms up to her chest and strokes the armour of her right forearm with her bare left hand. "-are not so acute as mammal senses."

"How about if I take control of one of the local plan-?"

And.. now I'm enveloped in… Not vines. Bark. Um.

"No." Euanthe leans forward to glare at my face, which is the one part of my body still exposed to the outside. "Do not do it."

"I'm still not clear why you find it so upsetting."

"I make plants work like plants doing what I want. You make plants work like animals doing what you want. It is not the same."

I…

Dimly remember something like that happening in Swamp Thing. He accidentally… Or was it Tefé? They accidentally reformatted a portion of the Green into a plant-based city, and Swamp Thing minus Alec Holland tore it apart. I'm not exactly sure what the problem with that is, but then… I suppose… I'm not a plant.

Now I'm.. slightly curious what would happen if I touched Euanthe like that. She has far more control than I do; she could prevent any unpleasant side effects…

"Could you give me a sprout or something that you could track?"

"You will not touch it with your red green-touch?"

"Not if you don't want me to."

She blinks twice then steps back as the bark around me decays into mulch, with the exception of a single fragment which lands in her outstretched right hand and is rapidly transmuted into a seed pod. She holds it up to her face to study it intensely, then passes it over to me.

"Plant this in good soil and provide it with water, and I will attend to you."

Dryads don't have the best sense of time either, but she'll probably show up some time that day at least.

"Thank you, will do. How's Doctor Isley getting along?"

Euanthe smiles. "She will make a good druid. She earnestly wishes to grow in the green, not for red growth but for the wonder of it. And her connection is pure, not twisted as the one her false teacher made."

"Glad to hear it." I hold the seed up. "I'll seed you when we arrive."

"Yes."

I nod politely, then lead Raquel out of the grove.
 
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Raquel and I fly upwards towards the top of Mount Justice.

"I'm a.. little surprised that you wanted to join me on this one."

Raquel lands a moment before me and takes a quick peak inside the grove to see if Euanthe is in residence before turning back to me.

"Ah ain't gunna to let the fact that I'm pissed at you get in the way of a mission."
How professional of her. Good to see their disagreement about Overgirl isn't getting in the way of work.

"Right, but, with the greatest respect-" I walk past her into the grove, taking a moment to admire the unseasonal growth which blocks out both sight and sound of the town below. "-your skill set isn't essential to the mission. You could have taken one of the others."

"You didn't have to accept me."

"I already had an analyst and a magic-user. I didn't need to make room for anyone else." Though since this will almost certainly be below my level… "I'm perfectly happy to let you take the lead in combat if you like."
Heh, letting the lowbies handle the gray mobs. While he keeps them from dying, as the healer, I expect.

She frowns in curiosity. "Why?"

"You need the experience more than I do."

"Gee, thanks."
Blunt as ever, I see. His diplomatic skills have definitely taken a dive.

"I'll be happy to take you to Vega next time I visit if you want to prove me wrong."

"The place with three different empires who are worse than the Nazis."

"Not any more. But I could see that you wanted to take the Africa mission." Her right hand goes to her ward. "I can do facial analysis as well. It's not as if I'm going to be offended if you deny me your company."
I honestly figure she could have swung for either mission, really. Both hit hot buttons for her.

"Okay, two reasons. This whole thing with Nazigirl got me thinking about indigenous rights. That's what this is about, right?"

"Could be. Could be a lot of things. I'd be surprised if it had nothing to do with that. Though it might just be that locals wanted to cut down the forest for grazing instead."
Or some local god has taken exception to that plan. I'm not remembering anything on that front. Unless it's that pre-Aztec warrior from the Ancient League days, Tekumak.

"So that's why I wanna go. I wanna see what that looks like in places where it's still happening, not just where it happened hundreds of years ago."

I nod. "Okay. What's the other reason?"
It's Overgirl, isn't it?

"You're gonna take Nazigirl, aren't you."

"I… Was planning on asking her if Superman could spare her from Metropolis."
Thought so. She really doesn't want to miss out on any chance to poke her, does she?

"So there we go. Ah'm gonna be right there. If she mouths off, I'll see it. And if she doesn't…" She shrugs sarcastically. "Then maybe ah've got her all wrong."

"I think it's a little early to expect any major behavioural changes, but I appreciate that you're at least giving her the rope with which to hang herself. Euanthe?!"
And watch Overgirl play nice with the 'subhumans' because anything else would be conduct unbefitting a member of the New Statesmen...

"And Treegirl."

"Treewoman. Not that she calls herself that. I'm not sure how old she is, but the closest I got to a straight answer suggests at least three thousand."

"'cause she remembers the Amazons arriving on Themyscira."
Good logic. She's likely older though. Not that any gentleman should be asking a lady's age.

I nod. "Just so, well spotted. Euanth-."

The leaves-. I step back as I realise that they've formed a face.

"I didn't know you could do that."
Oh, my. She's been learning some tricks.

The face sort of smiles, then splits in two as Euanthe emerges from the middle. She isn't is full spiky-bane-of-demons mode, but the soft bark-like faux-clothing she used to wear has been replaced by thicker antediluvian armour.

"Pavlos. Have you found another demon for me to destroy utterly, to burn their leaves and choke the life from root and stem?"
Eager, isn't she? And who knows, it might well be some kind of local demon...

"Not this time, I'm afraid. I've got a mission in the Amazon rainforest and I'd appreciate your help."

"Amazon."
Because of course she's not going to know the modern name.

"South of here, below where the land narrows. Lots of trees, but fewer than there used to be."

She looks sad, staring at nothing I can discern. "There are fewer trees than there used to be everywhere."
Humans gonna human.

"We could just show her a map."

"Dryads aren't good with spatial directions. Land doesn't register with them in the way that plants do. Euanthe, if I touch a plant when I get there, can you track me that way?"

"No. Plant senses-" She holds her arms up to her chest and strokes the armour of her right forearm with her bare left hand. "-are not so acute as mammal senses."
Interesting to consider how her senses vary from a human's... Different visual range, certainly. Likely better sense of touch and hearing, but less taste and maybe smell. And she's probably got more exotic senses related to plant life around her.

"How about if I take control of one of the local plan-?"

And.. now I'm enveloped in… Not vines. Bark. Um.
I don't think she likes that suggestion, OL...

"No." Euanthe leans forward to glare at my face, which is the one part of my body still exposed to the outside. "Do not do it."

"I'm still not clear why you find it so upsetting."

"I make plants work like plants doing what I want. You make plants work like animals doing what you want. It is not the same."
Oooh. I doubt the plants 'enjoy' being forced to grow the way he does it...

I…

Dimly remember something like that happening in Swamp Thing. He accidentally… Or was it Tefé? They accidentally reformatted a portion of the Green into a plant-based city, and Swamp Thing minus Alec Holland tore it apart. I'm not exactly sure what the problem with that is, but then… I suppose… I'm not a plant.
Likely because it looked like the plants were being made to ...ape... human behavious, the way some of them were walking around...

Now I'm.. slightly curious what would happen if I touched Euanthe like that. She has far more control than I do; she could prevent any unpleasant side effects…
Please don't experiment, OL. She's already made it clear that's not cool. You might need to grow your body back again.

"Could you give me a sprout or something that you could track?"

"You will not touch it with your red green-touch?"

"Not if you don't want me to."
At least he's smart enough to drop the idea. Remote summoning will be handy, but be careful she doesn't loose her temper at the local farmers...

She blinks twice then steps back as the bark around me decays into mulch, with the exception of a single fragment which lands in her outstretched right hand and is rapidly transmuted into a seed pod. She holds it up to her face to study it intensely, then passes it over to me.

"Plant this in good soil and provide it with water, and I will attend to you."

Dryads don't have the best sense of time either, but she'll probably show up some time that day at least.
Probably something about the growth of the seed. I bet it requires the sprout to break the surface or similar...

"Thank you, will do. How's Doctor Isley getting along?"

Euanthe smiles. "She will make a good druid. She earnestly wishes to grow in the green, not for red growth but for the wonder of it. And her connection is pure, not twisted as the one her false teacher made."
Good to hear Pamela's learning a better way to advance the Green. Rather than eco-terrorism...

"Glad to hear it." I hold the seed up. "I'll seed you when we arrive."

"Yes."

I nod politely, then lead Raquel out of the grove.
Either a fortuitous typo, or an intentional pun. I bet Raquel calls him out on it off-screen.

And the Amazon mission's squad is coming along nicely. Hopefully it turns out to be something mundane, but knowing OL's luck, hilarity will ensue.

Corrections
She isn't is full spiky-bane-of-demons mode...
She isn't in full spiky-bane-of-demons mode...
 
Also, yay Euanthe! It's always interesting to see characters with such alien mindsets.

Yup! Hopefully they reverse a little of the Amazon's deforestation while there as there is quite a bit of area that could be replanted with out really offending any one who isn't basically a Captain Planet Villain.
 
Speaking of that, anyone remember when he did?
Kilowog's gut... symbiotes? He had green stuff in his belly that Paul made grow out of his belly as part of a spar. All things strive.

Man, the Raquel-Overgirl interactions are going to take some weird turns with Euanthe in the mix.

Also, I suspect Euanthe's presence will somehow be detrimental to the operation.
 
Red green touche? Shouldn't that be his orange touch? And what did she mean by a growing for red when she was talking out poison ivy?
 
Kilowog's gut... symbiotes? He had green stuff in his belly that Paul made grow out of his belly as part of a spar. All things strive.

Man, the Raquel-Overgirl interactions are going to take some weird turns with Euanthe in the mix.

Also, I suspect Euanthe's presence will somehow be detrimental to the operation.

Plant material takes a lot longer to digest than meat, so pretty much everyone with a relatively balanced diet has some green stuff in their stomach.

Red green touche? Shouldn't that be his orange touch? And what did she mean by a growing for red when she was talking out poison ivy?

The Green is all about flora and The Red is all about Fauna. His red-green touch is basically using animal methods to control plants.
 
From Raquel's perspective did Euanthe just threaten to cut off Paul's head? When she did the bark-covering-face move, specifically. I think everyone present knew a fight wasn't likely...but that sort of implication seems like a good way to get Euanthe's attitude through to the stubborn Red-based human (Paul).
 
Looking forward to Raquel making things worse.

Also looking forward to whatever surprise is waiting for them that will make Euanthe and Overgirl useful to have brought along.
 
Looking forward to Raquel making things worse.

Also looking forward to whatever surprise is waiting for them that will make Euanthe and Overgirl useful to have brought along.
No, no, you're missing the key foreshadowing: OL quoted Terry Pratchett earlier.

"Racism was not a problem on the Discworld, because--what with trolls and dwarfs and so on--speciesism was more interesting. Black and white lived in perfect harmony and ganged up on green."
 
She reminds me of the Black Orchid series, I found the nymph cosmology interesting in that series.

Before humanity arose, angels and demons strode the earth, leaving marks in which the Earth Goddess could gaze into the worlds of her sisters.

Worlds where life flows as free as water. Worlds of green growing things. Worlds of life that was as strong and cold as stone.

The Earth Goddess had her Elementals, her guardians.

She decided she also wanted shepherds.

So she took those cribbed notes from those alternate Earths and fashioned daughters. Nymphs of Trees and flowers. Nymphs of rivers and oceans. Nymphs of mountains. Humanity of the Green. Humanity of the Clear. Humanity of the Meld.

Preservers of their respective elements not with brute force, but by teaching and guiding humanity.

I thought it was interesting, anyway.
 
"South of here, below where the land narrows. Lots of trees, but fewer than there used to be."

She looks sad, staring at nothing I can discern. "There are fewer trees than there used to be everywhere."
Yeah, that does suck.

It'd be like finding yourself many years from now and see vast parts of human civilization/population just gone. An emptiness that so much of what you knew would never return to the way you used to know it if at all.
 
Names aren't subject to spelling or grammar rules. The way it is is the way it is. And even if it wasn't, unless there was only one cattle rancher in the association and it was his association exclusively, you still had the apostrophe in the wrong place.
That's... not strictly true. At full pedantry levels, yes, the argument is that "ranchers" is plural and therefore the possessive should also be plural. But it's also valid to consider it a form of synecdoche -- consider phrases like "the common man" where you refer to the singular, but it's a generic singular that could apply to anyone in the category. "An association for (the / any) cattle rancher" could be sensibly expressed as "cattle rancher's association."

Didn't know the real world Brazilian Cattle Ranchers Association was a Rule 8 issue, considering I had never even heard of them before now.
I... think he was being facetious.
 

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