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[i]”Then why not try something your dad did? He made a suit to fight Superman, so why not learn something from the past? Even make some weapon that disabled all our powers or something? Spooky and evil and all.”[/i] she grinned, her plates spotless, immaculate, scraped of all existence of food. 

She turned around from her seat and, with her phone, took a picture of her and Anthony, pausing to wait for him to know before she took the picture.