je suis La Resurrection;

[insulted holographic growling noises and screams]

[internally jumping for joy all brooding-like]

"Here, SUPERMAN is a human being of vast intellect and mental power, while The ATOM (third in a familial legacy) takes his place as Earth’s foremost superhero.

Here, the light-powered FLASH is the first baby born in space. Here, GREEN LANTERNcan resurrect the dead (for one night). Here, JOKER is an anarchist prankster on the side of freedom, and BATMAN is a time-lost armored spirit (controlled by a trapped knight of old) seeking justice (and salvation) throughout eternity.”

—The Multiversity Guidebook (w/ additions)

                                       QUESTION EVERYTHING                                                      TRUST NOTHING 

I suppose you’re right, yes. It’s best to let him blow off steam now so he won’t let it get the better of him later.

Oh, no, I couldn’t ask you to—I’m just cleaning house a little, that’s all. Um, would you like something to drink? Water, coffee, tea…?

Water would be preferable. It cleanses the body.

[In her distant state, Powergirl's eyes followed Snow's movements. Eventually she herself made her way towards the fireplace, where bits and bobs of toys laid. It was pure coincidence (?) that she picked up one of Dare's little soldiers.]

It is of no disadvantage for me to help you. I have cleaned more than my share of messes.

[By messes, she meant the kind told only in hushed whispers and given as warnings. Bloody they were, what with the need to teach a lesson to those who'd forgo her lord's compassion and mercy. It was a necessity.]

[Guns. How wonderful. A petty thing to use, but nevertheless one that needs to be taken into account. It's not as if her knowledge of weaponry rivals even Manhunter's--if anything, her dependance on her own strength and abilities has made her sloppy in other areas. Still, she frowns at having to think about the gun--and she keeps frowning, her face betraying her definite dislike at his comments. Not for the reason he might think, however.]

Save for your amusing reference to a near-rapist idiot spy--the only "nose" I will insert in this situation is the one that wants to know what has this man done. I do not pretend to be unlike you, as killing is a necessity in certain cases. [Like certain heroes who just won't cooperate with her lord.]

Yes, they’re asleep upstairs.

Um, if you’re looking for Bigby, he went for a run out in the forest. I could call him back, if you’d like…?

No need. I do not appreciate it when others interrupt a session for one's self. I have avoided to do whenever I can--so, please. Let him run.

[Let him enjoy what he knows he is.]

I will let the children sleep as well. It is not within me to disrupt their dreams. Unless they have done very, very bad things.

Do you require any help with whatever it is you are doing, however?

{ He eyed her as she lifted the bottle. If he knew the woman after all the many “incidental” meetings in which they’d run into each other and snarked until one of them gave up she was a cruel one. Bigby’s eyes narrowed. }

Not exactly. I might be dedicated, but I ain’t suicidal. ‘Sides, can’t help anything much when I’m dead…

{ Bigby stirred—not a flinch, per se, but a definite reaction—when she tossed the bottle. Ouch. He thought he felt a twinge of pain in his chest when he heard the bottle shatter somewhere outside. }

… and that’s where we differ. I avoid people because I hate them.

[She brushed her hands against her waist, like having held the now-destroyed item contaminated her being. Powergirl was sure the wolf would've made his complains loud and clear with that booming voice of his--but there was nothing instead. It almost delights her that he still has such willpower. Almost doesn't show itself much in her expression, still.]

Oh, but your death could be useful for so many reasons! [Despite sounding enthused, she lifted a hand to him in order to dispel any worries of a sudden bromance break-up betrayal.] Not that I would wish it, naturally. Not at all. On this you have my word. Not many understand me as you do--

[Only one and he was jailed away in some dimension where she can't reach him...]

--Therefore, I should only hope that means that I am not the recipient of your type of hatred.

Grant Morrison’s handbook of the DC Comics Multiverse debuts next week and here’s an exclusive preview of seven entries on various Earths.

This was sent to me by judedeluca! He tells me that Lia and Earth 9 still exists and lo and beHOLD EARTH 9 IS IN THE PREVIEW AND OMG I’m goNNA CRY