Emily followed them, and floating into his path. The arrogance of it enraged Volt even more, his fists clenching white in his gloves as arcs of electricity danced across his body. He was seriously considering frying the condescending brat and damning the whole League, after all, even she wouldn't be able to shrug off the power of an entire city block coursing through her body. 

"Thats bullshit circumventory logic tae cover yer blunder lass!" he fumed "Ah've been at this job a lot longer than ye, and ah know a lapse in judgment when ah see one! Nae, I dinnae think 'Agnes' should be oot there troubling society, this is probably tha best place for her, but we shoulda been warned! It's nae us nae trusting ye thats the problem, its ye trusting everyone but us!" And then Emily had the gall to try and play Cord's desire to attack a 'team-mate' as some big crime. The girl had been scared for her life, hell knows Volt had been. Besides, the more he had to talk to them the more hewas beginning to see the attraction to attacking his comrades.

[i]Be fair now Tommy-boy. It ain't Emily yer mad at. It's the League that fucked up. It's you that fucked up. You shoulda known. Shoulda handled the situatuon better.[/i] Even with that thought he still couldn't shake his building fury though. 

The Lightning-Slinger had more to say though, but was cut off by a blaring alarm. He paled slightly as he realised what that was for, seconds before the message of two attacks were tannoyed across the halls. [i]A double whammy. Just like on tha League's opening day. Why does that nae feel like a coincidence.[/i] His rant could wait, there was work to do now. He didn't even have to think about which one he would be going to. The prison break was the priority, and like it or not he had to go there. His power could tip the balance, and besides if all those villains got loose it would be a disaster of almost apocalyptic proportions. 

"Sorry Cord, gotta cut this short. Duty calls!" he forced a cheer into his voice that he didn't feel, trying to sound like a man who was just going out to do a 9 to 5. He didn't expect the runaway to join them, she had seen the worst the League had to offer. In fact he reckoned she would be long gone by the time he returned. [i]If ye return. . . [/i]

"Shall we, ma dear?" he posed to Sonja, with an elaborate bow, gesturing towards the transport bay. Without waiting for an answer he took of down the hallway after Emily, their earlier argument forgotten. It was more than likely they'd be fighting for their lives together soon, and you couldn't afford to take that kinda baggage with you into a fight. The Lightning-Slinger drained energy from the well maintained electrical currents that supplied the buildings power, figuring he would need it before the day was over. 

[i]Well, here ah go again. Hope yer watching Daniel, ah'm gonna need my guardian angel.[/i]