Su Ming was only joking. Jesse Quick had her own costume, a red leather jacket and pants. Overall, it was not much different from The Flash's.
Besides, when they started running, ordinary people could not even see their shadows. Did it really matter what costume they wore?
Most speedsters wore insulated, heat-resistant uniforms, but they could run perfectly well wearing nothing at all. Comic-book Savitar, for example, was bare-chested. He ran into the Speed Force Plane without wearing anything, and Barry could not outrun him unless he powered up.
Besides, even if someone really had to inherit The Flash's uniform, that would be Wally's business. It was not Jesse's turn yet.
Never mind the corpse for now. The mummy was not going anywhere, so they should focus on the huge light orb in their hands.
It seemed to be made of translucent, seven-colored radiance. It had no weight at all in the hand. Through it, Bobo's face on the other side appeared distorted, like light refracted through a convex lens.
But there was no switch or handle on the orb. How were they supposed to use it?
"Here, Bobo. Put your talent to work and figure out how this thing works." Sometimes, when human ability fell short, perhaps the 'I Think' Power could solve the problem. This was when Beast Intuition had to shine.
Detective Chimp could even figure out the Anti-Monitor's super spaceship. This little orb should not be much harder.
Bobo, pipe clenched between his teeth, puffed out a cloud of smoke from the corner of his mouth and reached out to accept the task.
First, he sniffed it. Then he rapped on it with his knuckles like he was picking a watermelon, smashed it against the ground a few times, and finally jumped onto it and stomped