Reggie was looking around, always keeping track of everything that was going on as he never wanted to lose control of the situation. This meant avoiding drinks, conversation, and even eye contact with people (not that they'd notice since he was wearing his goggles). After some time, maybe two, three hours (Reggie lost count), a droid had called for everyone's attention, announcing Earl Lightfeather, the host of this event. Reggie looked upon where the man was standing; [i]Arrogance in the flesh[/i] is what Reggie had once heard one of his co-workers call this man. The thought of this nickname was rather amusing to the boy, as he chuckled quietly, as to avoid any unnecessary attention being drawn to him.

Earl Lightfeather stood proudly in front of all of his guests and began giving his little speech. He was saying something about how his new mining project had had a couple of setbacks or somehting like that, and then his wife proceeded to joke about how interchangeable and expendable the proles were. This comment angered Reggie somewhat, and what was worse was how much the other Technocrats were laughing with it; even some Meritocrats like Reggie's boss were laughing along. At this point Reggie had lost all interest in this man and simply looked back to his boss, who was leaning against the left wall of the place holding an expensive drink in his hand.

This was when it happened; just as Reggie opened his overcoat to cool down a little there was a bang. The explosion threw shrapnel around the room and nearly blinded Reggie, who was looking directly at the area of the explosion. Instinctively, Reggie poked his mechanical arms through the holes in his overcoat and got in a defensive position. It must be said, however, that this "defensive position" was more like Reggie clumsily going low and covering his head with his human arms while his mechanical arms pointed forward; not only that but he almost tripped while doing it. After a couple of seconds of holding this position and no damage being done to him, Reggie recovered and straightened himself out, looking around the room.

He looked back towards where his now-former boss was lying, almost torn apart by the explosion, [i]That did not last long[/i] thought Reggie, referring to the amount of time he'd worked for this man. As the boy scanned the room, the noticed a dark figure standing where the Lightfeather couple stood moments earlier. This figure looked very dark, with a plague doctor mask and red goggles paired with black robes, bronze and steel armor, and two curious-looking gauntlets on its hands. Instantly, Reggie smiled; he was sure that this was the vigilante that people were talking about, the one who would murder these oppressive Technocrats, the one who would open a window for Reggie to get what he wants.

Quickly, the droid behind the figure attempted to attack it from behind, to which the figure quickly responded by going dodging and then scrapping the poor thing with claws that came from his gauntlets. The speed at which this shadow reacted was incredible to Reggie, who was never really an athletic person, hence the mechanical arms. The figure then picked up Earl Lightfether with little to no effort and looked at him. The figure then spoke: "Earl Arthur Lightfeather, I find you guilty of oppression, decadence, persecution and gluttony. Your sentence, execution!". Almost immediately after saying this, the figure plunged its claws into the chest of the poor man, killing him instantly. This simply captivated Reggie, who now saw this vigilante as more of a justice-seeking executioner.

"Let this be a lesson to all of you whom would oppress your fellow man" proclamed the figure, before leaving through the use of a grappler. Reggie simply looked at the place where this figure had stood in complete and utter amazement; amezement at how someone could be so brave and capable as to oppose these wealthy men and women. The boy walked forward, towards his former boss' dead body, poking it with one of his mechanical arms to inspect it. Once Reggie confirmed that this man was indeed dead, he turned back to where Earl's body lay and approached silently amongst all of the chaos and confusion. He quickly stood around, pretending to care about the Technocrat's death, all the while his mechanical arms collected pieces from the ruined droid that lay on the ground.

Once Reggie collected enough pieces, he retracted his mechanical arms back into his overcoat and closed it on the front. Reggie carefully walked around the dead and injured people towards the exit; he was in no hurry, considering that most people would be too worried with their own safety or wouldn't care enough to stop him. Once Reggie made it to the exit, he walked out and turned, looking into this collossal chaos that had erupted. The boy silently chuckled and turned back, with the intention of returning to his rather modest home, knwoing that, should this shadowy figure come again, it would most likely not hit Reggie since he was one of the "oppressed".