[center][h1][color=#357302][b]Chatterbox[/b][/color][/h1][/center][hr]
Eyes trained on the others, flickering over the scene, he pondered what would come next, and what the man had said--it had been too quiet for him to properly hear from where he'd been. Still, he had to admit that Everest's attack on the Broker had been surprising, though he hadn't stood to act in response. Not his power nor his skillset would have made him terribly useful to the Broker and provided the man had [i]invited[/i] the fellow, he had figured that he had something in place to deal with him if things went south--as they had. His thoughts shifting course, Chatterbox glanced over to Headhunter and smiled a moment even as Sofia, like a good little employee, did as the Broker bid her to. It was interesting seeing the blood suddenly shift through the ground. He wondered where it had gone, not that it mattered much.

[color=#357302][b]"Well, that was quite eventful,"[/b][/color] he said, his power touching none of them as he again tuned it to ignore the group. It was too bad he hadn't been able to stretch the interaction further. Perhaps with several minutes things wouldn't have gotten so...messy. He smiled and glanced towards Lovecraft, listening to the fellow's words. Following their utterance he glanced to the Broker, noticing his incredible shift back to [i]normal[/i] if that was his base demeanor. It was hard to say, the two instances of interaction were almost separate people, so different were they in behavior. Then again, people tended not to be so simple, so he'd wait, watch, and play along--profiting all the while.

[color=#357302][b]"Speaking of your intentions, Broker. Do you have anything else in mind for us now that this little...[i]event[/i] is over?"[/b][/color] He leaned forwards as he said it, the same small smile ever present on his lips. With that, he waited, his attention locked on their boss. What would he say next?