Del looked upwards away from his film and towards the intercom when it had sounded. [i]"Attention: Would Zephyr, Red Rain, and Icarus please report to the hangar. There is a bank heist in progress in downtown Madrid"[/i] A small grin could be seen at the corner of Del's lips if you looked close enough. He realized people were introducing themselves. He stood up, turned off the tv and began to introduce himself after the two twins had finished.
"My name is, Derek Osiris, most people call me, Del. I'm the founder and CEO of Osiris industries and my power is essentially being the smartest man to date." He took a quick glance at the screen on his wrist, tapped something into it and looked back up.
"Without my suit, I'm around 97.8% sure any of you could kill me without a second thought". He nodded to everyone before making his way to the hanger. His suit was stored in a rather low tech locker. He pulled the rather heavy compilation of metal and tubes before slipping it on over the clothes he was wearing. He hung his mask on his belt and entered the jet.

He looked around the insides of the jet which was, of course, a lot higher tech than the locker. He hadn't really become familiar with the jet itself in the time he had been at the facility. After all, he fell asleep a lot from major jetlag and the attempt of trying to rearrange his sleep pattern to this new location.
"So does this thing need a pilot or is it auto?" He took a seat nearer the front of the jet. Before staring out the front window. It had seemed a lot smaller from the outside than on the inside. A lot like some sort of jet tardis thing.