Oracle pounded her hand on the arm of her chair. She hadn't been attention to Cissie's competition, and couldn't have predicted a random idiot anyway. Still, it was frustrating. But she had her comms and could at least do something. So, noticing Roy hadn't yet picked up the logs she dialled Roy's phone with the JLA emergency codes.

"Get backstage now." Oracle didn't waste time on pleasantries in this sort of situation. "Cissie's been injured, but the threat's been taken down by the police."