Woundwort

Supervillainy 101

Byz'zul
Lair

"Yeah. Well. Traffic. And then I had to hold my breath on the way in because....well, traffic. Air was...just about 50% cancer." Byz'zul shot the other man a quick smirk, though it wasn't clear if he was joking or making light of the environmental conditions in the city. The sorcerer shrugged extravagantly and tossed his hair, purely out of habit. "Name's....well, you can call me Lucas. Nice to meet ya."

Byz'zul took in the sight of the other man-nice white suit, bitching fedora (he thought it was a fedora at least, truth be told he was somewhat helpless when it came to hats...). "Gonna guess you're here courtesy of the broker?" Seemed like his...was patron the right term? Whatever. Seemed like the Broker was building up a little team, if he was behind this other fellow. The coordination of the teleportation implied as much at least.

Well well.

He really was moving up in the world.

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Byz'zul
Lair

Byz'zul was frozen for a moment, tightly gripping the steering wheel and trying not to think about how easy it would have been for Blueberry to utterly end him. That sort of precise teleportation....

Well. The implications gave him the shivers-could she teleport inside of something? Could she-

Let's not.

He speaks. Worked up a new string insults have you?

My fate is unfortunately bound to your own. If you descend into the shrieking depths of paranoia then I'm going along for the ride.

I'm touched by your concern. Truly.

....Silence warmblood. I demand rodents. Acquire them.

Fuck off.

Shaking his head in an attempt to clear it of the...increasingly disturbing scenes that it was start to conjure up in what could only be described as a fit of terrible paranoia combined with a horrid sort of fascination, Byz'zul pulled the keys out of their slot (super-villains, leaving keys in his car was like asking for it to be stolen) and, with a sigh, swung open the door.

He could dwell on Emobot later. He'd thought any one the broker contacted would have, at least the skill to avoid the police. He'd thought wrong evidently. Unfortunate.

Dwell on it later. Idiot. Take your own suggestions.

Why don't you go play in traffic.

The devil-kin took in his surroundings-another van, large hanger complex, control panels....Well. That was just classy. Looked like he was moving up in the world. Finally. No more topless nightclubs for him. Well. At least not as an employee.

Right then. Time to meet the neighbors. Or fellow employees. The distinction wasn't that important.

"Ah. Hello?"

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Currently thinking on the upgrades for Lucas. It's...proving tricky.

But I think I've worked out the basis of an IC post, incidentally at least.

Expect it later tonight-would be sooner but I'm heading to an LGBT meeting on campus after class.

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Interesting.

I could probably get some character mileage for Lucas out of Emobot's fate. Evil isn't heartless after all...

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@Ophidian

Different Snake

@neogreggory

...Whoops!

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We lost our Snek and emobot? :v

@Alphakoka

I think I'm still in, if not, well, I understand.

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Warehouse: Byz'zul

Byz'zul turned to regard his new-found...well, ally might be a strong word. But considering they'd both just shared a magical game of "beat up the idiot"...partner in crime might be adequate.

The time for introductions, however, was rapidly drawing to a close. The sirens weren't getting any further away-and frankly, he was way too pretty to do well in jail. Be hell on earth trying to get conditioner in there for one thing. Second, his dating prospects were already limited to people who found horns sexy.

Something told him the general population weren't to differ from that norm.

"Well uh. Be seein' ya around huh? I'd introduce myself but...well, police. If one us gets caught, well...I don't know if you buy into that whole honor amongst thieves spiel. Probably best if we split ya know? Well....Bye!"

With that Byz'zul scrambled towards his car, slammed the door, and prayed to whatever dark god happened to listening that the police force ran into at least half as much traffic as he did.

...Maybe twice as stubborn though. That'd be nice.

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Pondering a post.

How close are the sirens?

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@Drifting Pollen

I knew the second the gay sorcerer got nicknamed "Snake Charmer" that this was going to be a *special* group.

Heh.

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Got up a post.

Sorry for the delays!