[b]SIXGUN[/b]

Even a fairly light touch from Bender hurt. More than falling to the manicured lawn, just the grip from the giant's fingertips was enough to leave what Sixgun knew would be painful bruises. As he lay on the grass stunned, he perceived the man's outstretched hand reaching for his throat. If Bender managed to get him in a decent hold, Ben Brady knew he would have already lost.

He played on his biggest asset, the lightning reflexes that enabled him to outdraw many a previous foe. His hard fist lanced out, meeting the tips of Bender's fingers head on. Hopefully the impact would cause some serious and painful damage to the delicate bones of the finger. Just to be sure, after impact he closed his entire fist around the giant's sausage-like index finger and jerked it backwards with all the strength he could muster.

That accounted for one arm.

With the other, Sixgun jerked his entire body a few inches into the air, and then used his elbow to come down right on the Bosnian's damaged knee with all of his weight. Again and again and again, not letting up once.

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[b]SONJA[/b]

With a single eyebrow arched behind her dark sunglasses, Sonja walked into the Common Room to find it littered with stuffed animals and smelling of firecrackers. Not to mention Apogee saying something about a prank. "Every time I think I'm starting to understand this place, something like this happens," she sighed as she walked into the common room. The usual sort of thing.

As Apogee gave the new recruits a lecture, Sonja stepped over to the self-serve coffee bar and mixed herself a macchiato. One of the best things about the League, they didn't skimp on little luxuries like coffee. Even a man like Pariah agreed that first-rate goods helped keep everyone's morale at a high, the better for them to take on the bad guys. 

Satisfied with her coffee, Sonja picked up her spoon and concentrated heavily. As she focused, the metal spoon bent in her hand into a heart shape. The relatively simple trick had been harder than it should've been, leaving her a little short of breath. She was definitely on the down slope, Sonja thought bitterly.

Quietly, mostly unnoticed, Sonja slid across the room sipping on her hot coffee, sidling up next to Hi-Voltage, surrounded by a throng of others. She recognized two of them. Ryker, of course, a man with a big mouth and a big heart. And the British speedster, Rolling Girl, or Fast Lady, something like that. Not to mention several others she didn't recognize, including a dog. What was the dog's deal? Did it talk or something? Sonja resolved to get to know the new Leaguers at the earliest opportunity. Especially the hyperintelligent talking dog, it always paid to know one of those.

Slowly, while at least giving the semblance of paying attention to Apogee, Sonja slid the newly heart-shaped spoon in front of Hi-Voltage, lowering her glasses and giving him a wink in the process. Not that she had any particularly romantic inclinations towards the younger man (though she did find him attractive), she just liked and trusted him. She had been paired with Volt on several missions in the last few months, and the two of them had formed a close rapport. He had saved her life several times, and the two often spent their downtime together. Sonja figured whenever Volt felt ready, he would reveal his identity- from there, they would see where things went. 

But for now, she just wanted to talk him into doing something a little bit crazy.