There were a few things running trough Mr Merlovskis head at that moment. The chief and most pervasive though, was that he deserved this. He deserved this group of misfits who appeared to posses the overall intelligence of a single chimpanzee. He deserved the inevitable backlash his actions would cause. He had written the initial perimeters. His computer had done nothing wrong. No. This was on him and his compulsion to spend money on ”meaningful” pursuits. He sighed. ”If you fail” He began. Only for the head of the Cyborg to slam and dent his incredibly expensive table. His knuckles whitened as they clasped around the edges of his table. He deserved this. He had to keep calm. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath. And then he began speaking once more. ”AS I WAS SAY-” The raptor girl turned into a goddamn raptor before their eyes and proceeded to scare the ever living shit out of their resident Frankenstein abomination. Something small and delicate snapped inside his head. He balled his hands into a fist and slammed them down into the table with such a rattling force it made the sour looking fey, Angstbomb, fall backwards as he was busy brooding and leaning in his chair. He slammed his head against the wall and grunted in pain. ”Hey. What the fuck is your pr-” The pretty boy fey was shut up by a stare that would give a charging rhino pause. ”As. I. Was. Saying.” The billionaire spoke, leaning back to standing position and folding his arms. He looked at the stunned onlookers. ”IF you fail, that would be bad. The problem with heroism, is that the bad guys only have to succeed once” He said and slumped back in his chair. He waved off Steves apology as the lumbering mary shelley creation began to apologize. ”Don't worry big guy. Dinos can be real scary. I get it.” He eyes the Raptor. ”Archie. Take over for a second.” As he spoke, a green nad blue hologram showed up next to him. ”Certeinly Sir.” The hologram spoke in a far more neutral tone. ”Lodgings, food, training and of course, hygiene. Is all paid for.” The hologram began. ”In fact. While we have a task waiting for you. Two, in fact. We wish for you to make your way to your room to clean up and get accustomed before moving out.” A holographic 3D map projected above them. ”You will find suits fitted for you in mind in your individual rooms. You do not NEED to put them on. IF you wish to keep your current clothes, that is fine. Just put on the Communicator and the Slight Heroics Badge on your shoulder or belt buckle.” ----------- Angstbomb had been laying on his back ever since being stared down. He had been off in his own word when Mr Bilionare gone all kinds of angermanagement on them. He crawled up from his spot on the floor finally and spoke. ”Tasks? What Tasks?” He asked, a look of mild bewilderment on his usually sullen face. The Fey was taking in everyone around him for the first time, and he found them all lacking. Where was the brooding, the flair of the dramatic tragedy that defined a true hero?! ”There is a ongoing and radidly changing situation in this city.” The hologram started. ”With the loss of this cities most proflic and powerfull protector, the cities streets are being taken by force by the varius gangs and mobsters who make this city their home. There is the Citizens Watch and a few independant capes fighting back the worse. We will start there, helping the varius CW groups establish some semblence of control.” Next to the angsty one, Brick snoozed happily in a puddle of his own drool. The alien was sleeping of the buzz of downing nearly a gallon of vodka. However, all the talking, yelling and falling had slowly, slowly awoken him from his alcohol induced coma and he blinked. ”Wuzzat?” The asked in a slur. ”Do we get to punch baddies?” If arch could sigh in expiration, he would have. ”Yes. You will get to... punch baddies.”