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Continuing on from Part 1...
(Sorry for the Spine Smooshing)
So, the NEW League, flush with several NEW recruits, is giving a publicity-driven tour of their NEW moonbase and roster to the press. Get how everything's NEW? Well unfortunately, a NEW
Bats wakes up and rallies the group by revealing his ace-in-the-hole, Miss Voice with An Internet Connection.

Aaaand that's it. That's all she does during the entire Prometheus debacle. Yep. Really glad you chose to expose her for that.
Stowaway thief Catwoman (disguised as reporter "Cat" Grant... get it?) grows a brain and just whips him in the nuts, while everyone else stands around listening to his blusterous threats to civilians. Oracle now gets to project her ultra-sweet hologram over the League's round table.

Note: the job is PR management after having their asses handed to them by a Batman-wannabe.
In the next case, the League is dealing with members disappearing alongside a statistically improbable series of disasters and crime sprees.

This would be the first of another JLA theme: J'onn and Oracle mind-meld. Also, notice those totally cool floating flat-screens in the Monitor Room? Never a technology offered to Oracle. Hmmm.

The League's tussling erupts into the White House where they discover the president to be... Julian September?

Seems Julian spent more time studying quantum physics than watching old episodes of The Twilight Zone. Messing with the laws of probability isn't usually a good idea.

I have no idea why Barbara's decided to go brunette for awhile. Apparently Howard Porter thinks she doesn't get enough sun to be a redhead. And must also be trying contact lenses. And collagen injections.
Despite shutting down the machine, Batman is quickly blinked away from the scene, leaving the League without the person who had been working the mystery behind the degenerating state of reality. But Oracle can step in with her years of training and act as his Watson, right? Nope.

Looks like Superman: True Brit could become canon!

So Barbara is understandably stymied by Bruce Wayne having his parents back and not being a total nutjob that

Oooh, burn, J'onn. "Men are from Mars..." indeed.

Well, Oracle at least doesn't stand in their way, but how can they understand anything subatomic without- ...oooooh.
So yeah, the Atom pops in, shrinks them all down, and helps them repair seven particles that September had split to power his quantum probability engine or something. This includes the wonderful lampshading of the ridiculousness of Atom's powers: Kyle (an artist and hero with light-based powers) wonders how they can see if they're currently smaller than photons? "You're not, your brain's just compensating with familiar senses. It's best not to think about it." But how could they even have corporeal bodies if they're smaller than-? *SHHH!*
Later, after everything is restored (and Batman wonders why he was transported from D.C. to Gotham unexpectedly), J'onn proves he's not a total dick and goes to apologize to Oracle in person.

It's strange, because Barbara's actually very particular about non-Bat Family intruding on her lair, but then J'onn is the badass wise uncle of superherodom. And he probably brought Choco cookies.

Yes, yes, "his parents are *zzzzzz*..." And apparently Oracle, one of the greatest technophiles in the ENTIRE DCU (behind Ted Kord, of course) "has no interest in being half-robot." Really? 'Cuz being a cyborg is considered fuckin' awesome by about 90% of all geeks.
Anyways, Oracle becomes known to the League as an asset, and will regularly be on call to act as Switchboard Operator and Reference Department. Whoopie.
While Oracle gets to be a total wimp here, it gets even worse next time, when
14 pages, 2 from JLA #17 (art by Arnie Jorgensen), 5 from JLA #18 and 7 from JLA #19 (written by Mark Waid)
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