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Location: Harbor
Interactions: Stormcaller [@Blizz]
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Before Talos joined up with the team, any time he fought was in a ring or cage, so he rarely had the chance to cut loose against a group of people. Save for the occasional street fight, of course, which would always end with a chastisement from his mentor. To Talos, there was nothing quite like going up against impossible odds--[color=teal][i]For regular people, anyway[/i][/color]--and coming out on top. As he carved his way through the people firing at him from both sides, he felt the same familiar surge of adrenaline flood his system, his face split in a wide grin as he felt each bullet bounce harmlessly off of his dermal armor, doing less damage than bug bites. [color=teal]"Come on, don't you guys have anything stronger? Give me a challenge, already!"[/color] he shouted as he slammed a man against a shipping container. The metal warped around him and crossed over his chest and around his wrists, binding the man to the container. 

He heard a gun cock behind him and turned to meet his new 'friend,' only to watch as Stormcaller fell from the sky, using the unlucky man as a landing platform. There was a brief flash and the man was still, aside from the occasional groan or twitch. [color=teal]"Good looking out, Sparky,"[/color] Talos said with a nod. [color=teal]"And don't worry. If there's one thing I'm good at, it's keeping someone's attention."[/color] He watched as she drifted upward, then brought his gaze back downward as another gunman took aim at her.

Talos's wings flapped downward and he shot toward the man just as he started to pull the trigger on his pistol. His hand was suddenly in front of the end of the barrel, but thanks to his carbon armor, the round collided with his palm, then fell harmlessly to the ground. [color=teal]"Uh-uh,"[/color] Talos said in a singsong voice, complete with a wag of his finger. The criminal was quick to turn swivel his aim at Talos's head, but the young hero simply rolled his eyes. [color=teal]"If that shot didn't do anything to my hand, you really think you'd have any better luck shooting me in the head?"[/color]

Talos didn't give him a chance to answer. The pistol suddenly fell apart in the man's hands, each neatly disassembled piece clattering on the ground. The would-be shooter slowly looked up from the pieces of his gun and met Talos's eyes. The hero shrugged, then suddenly lunged forward. His forehead connected cleanly with the criminal's, knocking him out cold. Before the man fell to the ground, Talos was already gone, laughing as he eagerly sped off toward his next encounter. [color=teal]"It's been way too long since I've had this much fun!"[/color]