[center][b][u]Killing Joke, New Metropolis[/u][/b][/center]

To be quite honest, Harrison was enjoying his little beatdown. He couldn't pull himself away from it until he heard something. Well, someone. He turned quickly his left hammer sending someone flying in the process. Both of his hammer's rested as he gave his arms a slight break. He looked at the person who spoke to him and whistled. "Wow. I don't know who or what you are, but I like it." He grinned before glancing back. They weren't attacking him. Based on their words they wanted a bit of the fun. "Well, I was..." He was interrupted by the arrival of yet another. "Possibly psycho?" He glanced back at the female looking... creature? He chuckled. "You and I deeeeeefffiiiiiinnniiiittteely need to hang out some time." He said to her before facing the 28 assorted thugs that remained. Most were fairly well armed with some heavy automatic weapons and those that weren't looked like they could fight. But in the end they were just petty criminals. 

"As I was going to say, feel free to tear into these fucks like you'd tear into presents on Christmas morning. I could care less." Harrison said to the two. "Oh and if you wanna get your name out there, make sure they know it before you take 'em out." He advised the second who'd arrived. "And now, without further ado." He ran forwards twirling both hammers. He was back at it, swinging, left and right, to take down a few more. If he was lucky these two would handle most of what left so he could pick up his target item and head out. Not like he really had a reason to stay or care about these two strangers. 

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[center][b][u]Nicolas Constantine, New Metropolis[/u][/b][/center]

Nicolas nodded and walked through the door into the seemingly unabandoned home, formerly belonging to Tony Stark. "Right then. I told you who I am. So why don't you do the same mate. Try to help me make sense of what's going on." He said calmly as he glanced around. He honestly wasn't sure what had happened. He was sure he'd find some sort of demonic being. Or a heavenly one as well. Anything that didn't seem somewhat ordinary. However, just as he'd calmed himself and prepared to move on another appeared. Grim shadow. Nicolas couldn't have been anymore freaked out. The hell was this thing doing here? 

"Bloody hell mate. Don't shoot the damn thing." Nicolas reacted almost instantly to Tesla's reaction to the sudden change of stimuli in the area. Another supernatural being appearing out of nowhere would be enough to throw anyone off. "I'm not with him, but he's with the Grim Reaper. I don't know if you know him, but he's not a bloke you wanna be on the wrong side of." He stated in a rather quick manner. "Besides, if it was our time, or he wanted to kill us we'd be dead." He added in for good measure. It was fairly true. He was good at what he did, but didn't think he could properly take on a servant of death without any preparation. And he definitely wasn't equipped to deal with death himself as of yet. "Hear him out first. He might be on our side. Hard to tell most of the time really." He admitted calmly as he stared down both Tesla and Grim Shadow, unsure of the move to make currently.