They really need some kind of control chamber. Or something. Still, the simulations here were pretty impressive, she had to admit. Even the best hologram technology 1979 had to offer didn't handle the smells quite like this.

"I'd lowered some of the safety protocols," she snipped. "It might not have killed you, but I wouldn't want to explain to Brainiac 5 that the second time I'd used this combo I'd burned a fellow Legionnaire's eyebrows off."

She stepped back. There wasn't any point in repeating the lecture. And he'd asked a question, after all. "I had Brainiac 5 connect the Anywhere Machine to the sim room's computer so I could bring up places from home without having to go through the hassle of programming them in." She had techs for that back home. "This is Sternbild's jail. That," she reached up and jabbed a finger towards the masked man, "Is Lunatic. A vigilante killer who's been plaguing us for the past year. I've never had the opportunity to face him one on one and see who'd come out on top." And, truth be told, she wasn't really doing so hot. Most of her battle had been a running one. It really was much easier when she had someone else to draw his fire.