"Harley," said a voice above them, one that had a very distinct Long Island accent. "When you said you knew a good way to get the guy's attention, jumping off a goddamn building wasn't exactly what I thought you had in mind."
Floating above them both in the air was a very large man who was quite obviously a superhero. There was something a bit imposing about his appearance, and it wasn't just the helmet and spiky bits. It also wasn't the missing right arm, which made it quite clear the man had definitely seen some serious action.
It was probably the way he carried himself, confident and self-possessed and well...a bit like Superman often did, like all the little picture was missing was a cape blowing in the breeze.
Despite being perhaps a bit annoyed at how Harley had gotten Superman's attention, he didn't seem that angry at her. At least she hadn't gotten herself hurt.
"Sorry about the whole Harley being Harley -" he waved vaguely at the roof and at Harley. "- thing. I'm still getting used to the fact Harley's twenty pounds of crazy in a five pound bag." He stared at her with an expression that straddled the very thin line between exasperated and amused. "Tends to make every mission with her pretty much the equivalent of a wild spin 'round a roulette wheel."
He floated down to Superman's level and landed on the roof with them.
"I'm Nova. Harley and I are here to help explain what's happened to you and get you somewhere safe." He held out his hand for Superman to shake.
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Floating above them both in the air was a very large man who was quite obviously a superhero. There was something a bit imposing about his appearance, and it wasn't just the helmet and spiky bits. It also wasn't the missing right arm, which made it quite clear the man had definitely seen some serious action.
It was probably the way he carried himself, confident and self-possessed and well...a bit like Superman often did, like all the little picture was missing was a cape blowing in the breeze.
Despite being perhaps a bit annoyed at how Harley had gotten Superman's attention, he didn't seem that angry at her. At least she hadn't gotten herself hurt.
"Sorry about the whole Harley being Harley -" he waved vaguely at the roof and at Harley. "- thing. I'm still getting used to the fact Harley's twenty pounds of crazy in a five pound bag." He stared at her with an expression that straddled the very thin line between exasperated and amused. "Tends to make every mission with her pretty much the equivalent of a wild spin 'round a roulette wheel."
He floated down to Superman's level and landed on the roof with them.
"I'm Nova. Harley and I are here to help explain what's happened to you and get you somewhere safe." He held out his hand for Superman to shake.