"Bastard didn't even wait for the offer, or my name. Prick" Veyas whispered to himself, smoking still not wasting this one like he did the other he wasn't exactly reveling in cash for this habit. "Sinestro corps, the hell is that?" Veyas got up off the the ground, "We got an unfriendly prick, who works for Sinestro corps whatever that is, and there were two of us here trying to kill him to start. He claims to be a hero, a murderous one like I used to, but a 'hero' all the same." Veyas stated the facts over, well time to ask old batsy bout it. Veyas leisurely flew over, still enjoying the blunt. "Batsy what's Sinestro Corps?" Veyas asked the moment he touched down