[color=39b54a]"If you were holding it, I'm sure it's steaming." [/color]

Atlas was a bit of a flirt. He'd admit that, even as he took the coffee from Fort and took a sip. Mmm. American coffee was delicious. Foofy and a bit pretentious, but it tasted good. Not like the bottle of pure caffeine Marcus used to drink in Russia. Marcus nearly spit the drink out at Fort's next comment. [color=39b54a]"Oh, I don't kid myself. She's totally gonna destroy me. But I'll make her work for it."[/color] The Russian teen turned as Bit-Girl announced her objections. "Wh-" He was about to ask, before she shuffled over next to the couch and leaned in over Marcus. T'was a bit close for Marcus' comfort, even if the person invading his space was a cute girl. Even pimps need their space, man. "Uhhh..." Then she moved away, and Marrcus let himself breathe a little. "My hair's not even green. It's brown!" She wasn't kidding about the optometrist bit. That girl was as blind as a bat. Marcus took a controller from his opponent, preparing himself as the game booted up. The anticipation in the air was palpable. Any second now, the battle would begin. Heated virtual combat between two Teen Titans as they vied for glory and power in the arena that was Battlebots!

...

Was that an alarm? You have GOT to be kidding me!

[i]"Titans, suit up. Bank robbery in progress, I repeat, bank robbery in progress. Everyone report to the hangar Bay and the Titan Jet immediately."[/i]

[color=39b54a]"A bank robbery?!"[/color] Marcus proclaimed as he threw the controller down and jumped back over the couch.[color=39b54a] "Do we really need everyone to deal with this? I mean, don't get me wrong, I'd love to kick some actual ass, but unless Darkseid is short on cash I feel like calling us all in is overkill." [/color] A flash of green light surrounded Marcus' body as he entered the elevator with  Aqualad and the others. Atlas' costume replaced Marcus' casual clothes in a flash. The green lantern took the time to stretch, waiting for the elevator to ding. [color=39b54a]"You ready for this, Fishsticks?"[/color] Atlas asked as the elevator announced that they had arrived at the hangar. Marcus rushed out of the small space, taking flight to increase his speed before landing on the ramp of the jet and walking inside. There he found Fortress, Tha'am and Julian already taking their seats. Atlas joined them, adjusting his spandex as he took a seat. 

[color=39b54a]"Damn I look good in spandex."[/color] Marcus admired himself a bit too loudly.