[h1][color=red][center]Alex[/center][/color][/h1]

Vicki Victory? Huh, he could've sworn he knew the name from somewhere. Ah well, no biggie. [color=red]"Me?"[/color] He asked mildly surprised by the question. [color=red]"I mean its pretty cool. I can throw knives and stuff so if I just ignore any implications and accept that I basically just took a level in badass, its pretty cool."[/color] he said grinning confidently as they walked. In another few moments they were inside the hotel and in the elevator, a brief wave to the old man and the explanation that they were here for the party thing and all was well. Pressing the button for the floor the old man had told them Alex causally leaned back against the wall of the elevator and let out a small yawn. [color=red]"So what's your plan? You going to try to bring a comic book to life? Be a boxer and kickass? Ignore it?"[/color] Alex asked with genuine curiosity. What were the other people doing? Arthur was trying to get on with life rather ineffectively, he himself was ignoring it. Victory here had already managed to find another champion and get into a fight with them, which was just downright impressive. Though it was keeping in line with the rest of her assets, Alex thought to himself idly. If life was less chaotic right now he might've asked her out. Hell's he was considering it anyway.


[center][color=silver][h1]Artemis[/h1][/color][/center]

Artemis stared at the panting man with calm, inquisitive eyes. [color=silver]"Enough? No that sounds too cryptic. I saw you chasing someone named Raze with the aid of your ghouls, though it seems your physical condition was not up to the task. Rather odd in fact, I thought Yorick was stronger with more ghouls out. Regardless I must ask, for what reason were you chasing him?"[/color] Quite an odd situation. What had Raze managed to do in such a short period of time to aggravate this one? She had a momentary recollection of his parting words. [color=a2d39c]"Powered villains or not, there are people out there that I can help, and so help me God, none of you will stop me from doing what I can.”[/color] Perhaps he was already a vigilante and had merely been seeking others to join him. Not everyone approved of Batman's method of dealing justice. This man looked much like Artemis imagined Yorick himself, hagered, seemingly exhausted yet filled with some dread purpose. What was it that drove this man she wondered. So many people with such strong emotions and odd reason's for their behavior. She was no different in a way, but then again it was easier to project then reflect.