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[Color=DARKRED][INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3]Hub City:[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][INDENT][sup][COLOR=SILVER]January 20[SUP]th[/SUP], 2019 - 10:26 am | Living Room - Aristotle Rodor's Home[/COLOR][/sup][/INDENT][/COLOR]
Vic Sage was currently stuffing his mouth with beef jerky.

[color=slateblue][b]"Mm... Mmmm... Jesus Christ... Tot, man, [i]you could sell this[/i]."[/b][/color] The ginger said around a mouthful of jerky. [color=slateblue][b]"This is the [i]best[/i] beef jerky I've ever had... How do you make this?"[/b][/color] He swallowed the bite he had been chewing, looking at his elderly mentor in curiosity. Vic's enjoyment of the food led to a chuckle from the other man.

[color=slategray][b]"It's a secret, Charlie. You should know all about those."[/b][/color] [url=https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/marvel_dc/images/9/9b/Aristotle_Rodor.png/revision/latest?cb=20110126155024]Tot[/url] replied, looking at his younger friend in amusement. They had known each other for a little over a decade, and while good friends for the first half of that, it wasn't until Vic became the Question with the assistance of Rodor that the two became very close, forging a bond akin to that of a father and son. The older man laughed at Vic's hurt expression when he wouldn't share the formula for the jerky, grumbling as he put away the bag containing the rest of the jerky in his pocket.

[color=slateblue][b]"God Tot, do you have to torture me? What if something happens to you? Where will I get my jerky then? And for the last time, it's [i]Vic[/i] now. I've been telling you this for a little over six years."[/b][/color] The journalist/vigilante replied, crossing his arms.

This yielded another quick laugh from Tot, [color=slategray][b]"I see. So, say if I were to pass, all you'd be sad about is not being able to have anymore of my beef jerky, hm?"[/b][/color] The older man asked with a quirked eyebrow and a smile.

Vic groaned. [color=slateblue][b]"Okay, you know that's not what I meant, ju-"[/b][/color]

The talk between friends was interrupted by a beeping from Vic's watch. The ginger sighed, [color=slateblue][b]"Aw hell, League meeting. I've gotta go Tot."[/b][/color] He took his mask out of his belt buckle, applying it to his face and releasing the adhesive gas before throwing on his baseball cap; [url=http://www.writeups.org/wp-content/uploads/Question-DC-Comics-Vic-Sage-Dennis-ONeil.jpg]he had chosen to forgo his usual get-up today[/url].

[color=slategray][b]"See you later, Charlie. Keep your nose clean, you hooligan."[/b][/color] Tot grinned at his ward.

[color=slateblue][b]"Oh shut up y-"[/b][/color] Vic was teleported to the Metro Tower silently.
[Color=DARKRED][INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3]Metropolis:[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][INDENT][sup][COLOR=SILVER]January 20[SUP]th[/SUP], 2019 - 11:29 am | Justice League Headquarters - Metro Tower[/COLOR][/sup][/INDENT][/COLOR]
[color=slateblue][b]"-ou old coot."[/b][/color] Question finished in the middle of the Metro Tower lobby. He looked around, noticing Huntress and Zatanna laughing at his statement being finished after teleporting. Blushing slightly beneath his mask, Question cleared his throat and nodded to the two women. [color=slateblue][b]"Ladies."[/b][/color] He said, readjusting his baseball cap, before heading in.

Behind him, he heard Jimmy Olsen, also known as the Guardian, coming in. He looked over his shoulder at the younger hero, seeing him bump into the Atom before asking where Supergirl was. Question chuckled, [color=slateblue][b][i]'Man, poor guy. He has the biggest crush in the world and Lara probably doesn't even know it... Well, at least all of us do.'[/i][/b][/color] Shaking his head in amusement, he continued on into the Tower proper.