• SPACE •

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JASMINE FENTON STARED DOWN quietly through the window at the darkness and the one big burst of color, tears gathering in her eyes, elbows gripped tight.

Her potential employer stood quietly beside her.

"...Danny would've loved this-- being up here..."

"...You didn't answer my question."

She looked up at him. "Yes. I can be the League's Therapist."

He smiles the tiniest bit. "Good. Welcome to the Justice League, Jazz Phantom."

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