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[center][h1]Sinnister[/h1][/center]
[center][h2]Near Pickles[/h2][/center]
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The Moped came in fast and true. That bastard was probably aiming for him in the first place. When it was close enough, Jayce front kicked it, halting its progress with enough force that the front wrapped around his foot. His magenta colored eyes glaring at Pickles. He kept eye contact as he raised the Moped covered foot high into the air and back down, dislodging it from its tight grip on him.

[color=slategray]"What the shit was that dude!? Are you out of your mind? If you were any kind of hero you would have at least found a way to stop the damn thing, jeez."[/color] Fixing his jacket with a couple jerks down he started to approach Pickles, another cigarette in mouth. Pulling out his lighter he flicked it, the flame burning the tobacco leaves within before exhaling another plum of smoke. Reaching into his pocket pulling out his pack of smokes, offering one to the new S-ranked hero.

[color=slategray]"You know what, forget I said anything. Last thing you need is more shitstorms from heroes like myself. Names Jayce, A rank."[/color] He gave him a nod before planting himself down onto the curb gesturing for Pickles to join him.

[color=slategray]"So it seems like your the talk of the town now, hm?"[/color] His eyes glancing over those walking by, alight smirk accompanying his emotionless gaze.
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[center][h1]Sinnister[/h1][/center]
[center][h2]Location HQ[/h2][/center]
[center][@Cherrywitch][@Emuxe][/center]

[color=slategray]"Hey dick, cut her some slack, huh? You just hit her with some pretty fucked up shit..."[/color] From off the side, he had been watching from the very beginning and finally decided to speak up when Violet let loose. 

Jayce had been there since the S-Ranked Guardian entered the lobby, to which he sneered at as his eyes seemed to glow with hatred and disgust for the man. Soon it grew when he saw Angel Grace enter. Easing up only when she shot him over to the other side of the building with that light hammer of hers. Then the promotion for pickles and finally Violet's "Temper Tantrum". He loathed the director for his actions most of the time anyway but this took the cake. Carefully he moved up towards Violet, watching where that blade was to avoid a swipe at the neck.

[color=slategray]"Hey Violet! Mind if I talk to you privately? I'll treat you to whatever you want, on me."[/color] He gave her a light wave and a smirk, Violet was one of the very few he was fond of. She was straight forward, loyal and determined. Ambition seemed to be her second nature and he admired those traits. Despite his attitude, he was hardworking, the underdog of most because of the dirty work he did for the cities, opting to stay amongst the shadows and deep underground with the dealers, prostitutes and gangbangers. Reason being, he was HQs undercover. One of the best. He needed to talk with Violet. Knowing her, it would probably be best to vent to him since he wasn't fond of the choice either. Mutual agreements and the like.