Ah, the folly of the vigilante, so focused on justice that the subtleties slipped over their head. Maybe it was just no one was as concerned about it as Reaper, the darkness elemental trying to bite her tongue as she slid back to sit on the stage, crossing her legs elegantly and sitting up a bit straighter. The need to hunch over and hide her gender behind a silent mask appeared a moot point. She had waited patiently, but others had either jumped right into joining or appeared to be engaging in a super powered cock waving contest that was quickly escalating. Honestly. She had hoped to keep her secrecy.

The others had said their pieces. Lightning bug lost his temper. And Reaper? Reaper raised her hand casually in front of her to snap her fingers, and in response her shadow that spilled over the edge of the stage she sat upon began to grow out across the floor. Each time the darkened pool touched another’s shadow it began to wisp in response, until finally it touched the walls and began to climb up the ceilings as well.

Were the theatrics necessary? Probably not completely. It was certainly an attention getter though, and as Zoey was always told – Image is Everything.

“I think,” Reaper finally began, her feminine voice quiet yet firm, “That you’re all missing something here.” The elemental lifted her hooded gaze, face covered except her blackened eyes which scanned across the others before settling on the infamous Ditch.

“You know so much, little Ditch. An army, when he’s only taken Suiran and killed others? Turning others to his side? How powerful he is? Tell me, our little hacker, how much of this was wrung from the depths of your technological genius, and how much from your personal connection to Umbra?”

Reaper lifted her hand, twirling a finger. The shadows that were crawling along the walls began to seemingly melt back onto the floor like molten tar, quickly finding the nearest shadows to escape to. Her own shadow continued to wisp and bubble, retreating back into itself to return the room to normal.

“You do have a connection to him in some fashion, don’t you? That’s what you said – he wasn’t this powerful [i]when you last saw him[/i]. Perhaps it’s not as serious as I make it out to be… but you knew of him before now, and yet he’s managed to come this far.” Reaper lowered her hand once more to the stage, leaning back against her palms as she studied Ditch.

“Oh, but don’t let me put you on the spot. Mere curiosity, our fearless ringleader.”