[b][color=yellow]Michael Watts a.k.a Omega[/color][/b]

"The law?" Michael said with a chuckle before he took a seat on a different plush chair. "Don't you think the law is a bit flexible for people like us? How many people can go out and fight crime and beat up bad guys without having to go through some kind of academy? Shit, half of us used to probably be criminals." Michael shrugged and looked at the basketball game that was on the television before looking out from the corner of his eye. 

Naomi was definitely feistier than Tia, but Michael found this interesting. The girl did not seem hot tempered. In fact she was the opposite. Cold. He could not help but think she might be keeping to herself because she either knew of him or that she was trying to keep something hidden.

"Black Cheshire..." Michael said to himself. "Can't say I ever heard of you. What can you do?" Michael took a gulp of his drink, finishing it with ease. Having Enhanced Regeneration gave him no fear of the effects of alcohol. He just liked the taste.