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So it was informal here. Grant had been in the military a long time. There was no first name basis and Tia was already breaking that mold for him. Though, there was little mold to hold on to after the show he'd been given. Tia was a thing of beauty, and unlike any girl he'd ever seen before. It had him a tad hot and bothered, which was very new to him. After all he'd been a high school jock all his life. Girls never were a mystery to him. This one was. A real mystery, maybe that's what was so different about her. Green hair and super powers, Grant knew how to pick 'em.

She left for a more fitting outfit giving Grant a much needed second to clear his head. [i]What did she ask?[/i] He'd nearly forgotten why he wanted to speak with her in the first place. Her green swim suit bottoms walking away all but replaced the image of a large green monster he'd put in the bottom of the shoreline just hours ago! [i]Damnit,[/i] he thought. [i]This was a league of heroes, not spring break.[/i] He shook his head clear as Tia came back to him with more questions. He thought he'd answer but she seemed to be plagued by her own troubles.

They found themselves sitting in deck chairs near the spa, and Grant listened to her story. "Yeah. I'm sorry. I feel like a real jerk now. I came in putting that same pressure on you today too. I was hasty over the comms thinking me and Kain were the only ones facing a problem. Sounds like everyone had their hands tied tonight. Sorry about that. But I think you did great. Everyone seems to be alive... I think. Well then again, I don't really know anyone other than you or Kain. Speaking of, who's Wicked exactly?"

[center][b][color=E77C12]Grant Finley: AKA The Hammer[/color][/b][/center]