As soon as the girl entered, Crux had a good feeling about her. She was young - he could tell that much by her stature. She wore a ski mask to hide her facial features, just like he did. "This one," he thought quietly, "this one might be perfect." Before devoting himself to further study of the little pixie, Crux scanned the enormous figure in front of him. That towering figure glared down on the proceedungs, but not with a sense of condescension. This serious man could prove a valuable ally.
Upstairs, as they worked through another pot of tea, Archangel pointedly criticized Crux for "not making a good impression." Crux smiled, ruminating on how Archangel, in all his stubborn bravado, might be the savior they all needed. A promising subject, and one especially predisposed to an antagonistic relationship.
After another moment, the girl pulled her mask off, revealing a teenage face caked in a little too much makeup. The product of growing up in this city. She piped up and introduced herself. Every word she said confirmed her innocence - not virginity, necessarily, but a kind of decency too uncommon in this world. After she finished her awkward introduction, she turned to Crux.
"Uh, what's your name?"
Crux took a moment, then faced her with a smile.
"Jammer, huh?" I noticed some of your work on that billboard earlier. It wasn't bad." He takes a look around the table at the strange faces that have arrived, then rises from his seat. His mind works to form a metaphor: the city will be Crux's canvas, and these misbegotten "heroes" will be his paints.
"You can call me Crux. I see this city as a place infected by selfishness and greed, and I think, thanks to our host here, we finally have the tools necessary to treat it. Regardless of what Archangel says, this isn't a problem we can shoot or strangle. No. We need to defeat the very concept of crime. We need to BECOME heroes. At least, that's my thought."
He sits back down, then leans in to the girl seated next to him. He allows his face to linger, then whispers "Don't worry. I think you're going to be great."