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I'm writing this down so I don't forget it. Then I'm going back to bed.

So I'm in this building, right? It's a building rather like a combination between a dorm and a skyscraper office building. A hotel maybe. I don't know. And for some reason I've turned into the baby sister of the Justice League. My power is... energy something, telekinesis maybe, some sort of energy manipulation. But it's not very strong at all, so I'm the baby sister. Anyway, because I'm part of the Justice League I'm helping to evacuate the building. Because... I don't remember why. And these two guys at the bottom of an escalator, one slightly bigger than the other, wave and thank me and toss me 'a coin for my trouble'... it lands on the escalator.

I pick it up and look at it. On one side there's a year and some sort of engraving. I want to say it's the statue of liberty, but I don't remember. The year is 1923 and it's at the top of the coin. On the other side there's the date, March 19... I think. And for some reason my mind puts this together (oh yeah, and the coin has suddenly grown to about the size of a medallion, about an inch, inch and a half in diameter) and says it's Bloody Sunday, and I throw the coin as far away from me as I can before it explodes. And then there's a big fire, and we get everybody out, no one gets hurt. And I'm glaring at the fire trying to put it out, and to my surprise (at least in the dream) it goes out. And later when we're all putting things back together I ask .. Superman, I think, or Hawkgirl, if that was me or if Manhunter was standing behind me. And they say Manhunter was around but they don't know if that was him.

I didn't even know Manhunter could do that. (This is the cartoon Justice League, btw)

Ugh. Anyway. Ummm... so then, time passes. I guess that must be what it feels like to be a cartoon, time just sort of.. passed. And I'm in this courtyard hanging around the same building at night. I'm leaning on a bar trying to identify the coin, which has gotten charred and the coin part is off, but there's some weird celtic design on it now. I think it's a snake. And this weird guy's apparently been brought in to identify it. And he says it's... I can't remember. SOmething to do with the Irish conflict. And then he goes away and I'm left spinning this medallion around in my hands. And wondering about my powers. I talk this over with another woman who's also in the JL with me, only her powers are like mine but just about as weak.

And then... something happened, I don't remember what. But some sort of other bomb threat had surfaced. And I tried to evacuate everyone politely, it didn't work, so I yelled "BOMB!" really loudly and everyone jumped and fell out of their seats. And then they started complaining and I told them they had to do these drills regularly, and they should worry about bombs, and this nation wasn't invulnerable you know, and blah blah blah. And then something really did start happening. So I started trying to use my powers again. And this time I created... weird little light hoops. Like the kind oyu can buy and join together to make bigger light hoops at fairs and outdoor festivals and things. And this time I knew it wasn't Manhunter 'cause it was just me around. And then one of the Irish guys comes up behind me (the younger), kisses me on the cheek, says "It's all on/about/for you, baby," and walks off. And I'm too startled to get him.

Time passes really quickly again. I'm picking up the outside the next day and Wolverine comes up. In the horrible brown-orange costume. And I go "LoganLoganLoganLogan!" like a little kid and run up and hug him, and the woman comes out to see what's up, and he's all beat up. He's happy to see me, and he hugs me, but he tells me to get inside with the woman 'cause Juggie's coming and he has to deal with him. Guh. So we do, b ut for some reason we can't get inside fast enough. And Juggie's coming with some friends. So we decide that maybe by combining our powers we can strengthen them, and we do so and try to push ourselves away and the baddies (one of whom looks like a giant yellow smiley face with arms and legs, I shit you not). And surprise surprise, we can do it. And we're all pleased and happy as shit about it.

And then I woke up.

Weird. Ass. Dream.

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