Knock Knock.

He could hear the electricity crackle through the air as he powered his Static Saucer. Yeah, he was in full Static gear – But hey, he didn’t want people to figure out who he was. He equally had a bag slung over his shoulder, with all his possessions packed – He was thankful, at this point in time, he’d let his sister help him pack. She was good at that sort of thing.

He zoomed over Jump City.

It was weird. He didn’t know this place, and he was so used to Dakota – It was like he felt over exposed. But, at least you couldn’t miss the Titan Towers.

He was heading to Titans East – He knew JaK. He remembered him, and Static winced as he remembered the amount of pain he’d been in after the last time they’d met. The first time they’d met. Whichever way you wanted to think.

He wasn’t quite sure what he was going to do once he actually got there…A briefing, maybe? Try and join the team?

No, the team was full.

Maybe just hover. Yeah, hover. Like a Titan in training.

Static normally worked solo, but a team might be a nice change up.

He stopped outside the front door, and he wondered exactly how many defenses were here…He quickly threw his hands up.

“Static here. Er, requesting, uh, permission not to be decimated. I’m a good guy!” he said, hoping someone heard him.

(cool if I join? Toji will be excited to meet another electro.)

(sure, that's cool with me!)

Being Static, he could have easily – Well, depends, he was pretty sure this place had super strong defense mechanisms – Rephrased, he could probably have taken down the defenses. But he figured that would not be a good idea. It wouldn’t get him any points in the Titans’ good books. Which was kind of what he was hoping for.

So instead, he looked like the strangest villain (which he was not) ever, hands in the air, mask over his face, a multi-coloured get up and a bag slung over his shoulder, with a Static Saucer at his feet. Probably not his best moment, seeing as he looked decidedly defeated – by a door.

He was relieved to hear a small hiss as the door slid open, and he dropped his arms, so that they were hanging at his sides. He picked up the Saucer, sliding it under his arm, as he realized (with happiness) that he was not going to be blown up by the Teen Titans.

He was greeted by a somewhat familiar face – Psychosis?

Maybe he’d play it cool. Be a bit vague, just in case he’d got the name wrong, which he did not want to do.

He smiled back.

“Not much, man. You know, apart from sorting a few things out with you guys,” he stated, observing the face of JaK appearing behind Will.

“Good to see you, JaK!” He stated, Virgil’s trademark grin on his face. He then realized that he was just standing in the doorway, and kind of wanted to change that. “Er, can I come in?” He asked, to both of them.

Grace had been practicing her cooking lately with limited success. She had helped her mother from time to time, but had never really cooked on her own before. The Titans had all been polite, but Grace wondered if they really liked her food. She couldn't tell if they were sincere or not.

It tasted okay to her, but then again, she had grown up on fish pie.

Now Grace was laying on a couch in the Main Ops room with her feet hanging over the armrest. Cooking was tiring. Mentally tiring. She wondered if Brianna was around. Maybe she could offer Grace some advice.

Will and Sage went out the front door in a hurry to greet someone. Grace thought about getting up to see who it was.

Nah. They would come in soon enough anyway.

Static grinned, that grin that was so associated with him. He stepped across the threshold, looking around.

“Man, you know me. Or maybe my stomach. As long as it’s edible, anything has to be better than some of the cooking I’ve been eating lately,” he said, looking around, as well as being smug with his own jibe at Sharon, even if she wasn’t here. “This is pretty sweet. Better then my bedro-…I mean, my last, uh, secret hideout,” he stated, pretty sure he wasn’t fooling anyone. Oh, Virgil, he thought. Maybe Sharon was right – He was dropped on his head at birth.

Virgil jumped when someone else appeared, as though out of the blue – Short. Blue hair. Virgil’s eyes were wide as he nodded slowly, pretty sure this was a relatively normal occurrence around here. “Yeah, I’m Static. Nice to meet you, uh…” Once again, he wasn’t sure of the name of this guy. Great. Great start.

They walked through to the Main Ops room – And once again, there was another Titan. Titans tend to have names, and he couldn’t remember hers. That, or he just didn’t know. Which sucked, because, and he had to admit – She was quite pretty. But he was respectful, and so acted that way.

“Hey. I’m Static,” he said, for the billionth time today. He then turned to JaK.

“So, uh, what’s the situation on Titan Teams at the moment?” He asked, hoping that perhaps there was an opening. Of some sort. Somewhere. He’d take anything at this point in time.

Grace saw Static Shock enter the room and stood up quickly, respecting the guest. She had briefly met Static during the Tournament of Heroes, but hadn't gotten to know him at all.

"Grace Koori, but you probably don't remember me. I was dead most of the time when we last met."

The situation? Grace had no idea. She didn't know the specifics of how the team worked. That was a question for Lance or Sage. "Um, the situation is...good? Sorry, I don't quite know what you mean. I heard you saying you were hungry. You can try some fish pie, if you want. Otherwise, we have lots of potato chips and some emergency frozen pizza. You're welcome to any of it."

Static shrugged. “Nice to meet you, Grace. I’m glad you’re not, uh, dead," he said, hoping to God she was talking about that stupid Tournament of Heroes and not that she was a zombie. She looked kinda young to be a zombie, anyway. Too young for him, definitely. But, she was still pretty.

Plus, he seemed to know everyone because of the Tournament of Heroes.

Static nodded. “I’ll find something to eat in a minute,” he stated, wishing his stomach wasn’t always so unsatisfied. He then turned back to JaK. "Three new kids? You had to train them all up then?” He asked, nonchalantly. But this was, already, not looking to good for his ‘position on the team.’ Which was, as of now, non-existent.

JaK hit the nail on the head. “Yeah. I’d like to join the ranks – Working relatively solo can get a bit, uh, tasking,” he began. There was no space for him on the team, or for a split second he wondered if he’d come all the way to Jump for nothing. But then the mention of guest rooms caught his attention.

“If there are plenty of bad guys, and a guest room for me, if it’s alright with you, I’d stay here,” he began, hoping JaK would give him the go-ahead.

(ooc/ Sorry about the lack of quality here! Also experimenting with colors for Static's speech so yeah.)

OT: I suggest regular blue or dark blue...Or yellow. All those pretty much match statics color tone.

"Solo? I thought you had some brainy guy who worked with you?"

JaK remembered seeing footage of Static on the news with some nerd with roller skates and a high-tech backpack. Eh, it would come to him...

"Well yeah dude, stay as long as you'd like. Were alive partly today thanks to you, and I can't say any con to having Static on the team even if he's not officially on it."

Static nodded guiltily. “Yeah. The operative word was relatively. My friend Rich-Er, Gear used to kick bad guy butt with me. But he kinda went to college, and I wanted to be a superhero, so, yeah. But ‘brainy guy’ would some Gear up real well,” Virgil finished, trying really hard not to drop any names. He wasn’t sure how the whole name/secret identity thing worked here – No one else seemed to be in their masks and all that jazz, and Virgil was beginning to feel a bit over dressed. He wondered how to broach the subject.

Static then grinned. “Alright, JaK! Thanks a lot. Anywhere in specific I should dump my stuff? Then maybe I’ll try and figure Jump City out.”