[hr][hr][center][h1][color=99ccff]Edwina Fairfax[/color][/h1][img]http://img.pandawhale.com/50475-felicia-day-gif-y3eD.gif[/img][/center][hr][center]
Location: A Rundown Motel; New York City
Interacting With: [@Din] Nyt[/center][hr][hr]Edwina rolled her eyes. [color=99ccff]"The only thing Harley fucking Quinn and I have in common is a bad taste in men,"[/color] she retorted. She chuckled a bit at her friend's confidence, wiggling her fingers and staring at them. She'd managed to master cloaking and image refraction while training with the Powerbound Alliance. She could either conceal Nyt and herself for short periods of time [i]or[/i] duplicate them, so there were ten of them running around to distract the Suicide Squad.

Unfortunately, not even she could replicate a heat signature. All they had to do was have Deadshot turn on his thermal sensors, and Eddie's illusions would be just that--illusions. 

[color=99ccff]"Do you think there's a way we can bargain with them, maybe?"[/color] Eddie pondered. [color=99ccff]"They're all on Amanda's leash...Maybe if we could get them off of it, they won't, y'know, kill us?"[/color]