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Sparce had the back of his head slammed by Whipstitch as he shouted internally, only reacting with a noise through clenched teeth as he sat there and took the hit. [i][color=00a99d]"AUGH! Farce why the fuck does your friend hit me so hard?"[/color][/i]

[color=fff200]I dunno, dude. She doesn't really like guys is what I think.[/color]

[i][color=00a99d]"Well she could at least resist hitting me! God, she does it every time I'm near her."[/color][/i]

[color=fff200]Hey man, at least Healer's here.[/color]

Sparce nodded as he acknowledged the presence of Healer, hesitant to speak really and begin convening with allies in the faces of so many people, especially in a setting like this. Checking the inner pocket of his jacket, Sparce glanced at his phone to see if there were any updates from Mantis about anything. Unsurprisingly, there was nothing. He said something about his own job earlier, so if he was busy on that it was whatever. For now, this was Sparce's mission, whether he chose to a-

[color=fff200]... who's the guy in the motorcycle helmet?[/color]

[i][color=00a99d]"Excuse me?"[/color][/i]

[color=fff200]Look to the side, Sparce.[/color]

Indeed, there was a character in a motorcycle helmet, and he was... hitting on Healer? What? Sparce raised his eyebrow at that, though it was concealed by the mask he wore. He was actually hitting on Healer.

[color=fff200]Why are you so surprised?[/color]

[i][color=00a99d]"Surely the Jacks would be smarter than to converse with our group, especially like... this."[/color][/i]

[color=fff200]Hey man, just saying, I'd totally smash Healer if I had the chance.[/color]

[color=00a99d][i]"... can't disagree."[/i][/color]

[color=fff200]What's this? My brother being a loose screw for once? BLASPHEMY![/color]

[i][color=00a99d]"Oh right, and you actually wearing pants for once isn't?"[/color][/i]

[color=fff200]You told me yesterday to make sure I looked good and my mask was on for when we transformed. Now I'm here in your mind sittin' around in a goddamn dress and tights waiting for the clock to run out.[/color]

[color=00a99d][i]"How much time we got?"[/i][/color]

[color=fff200]I'm gonna take a shot in the dark and say... two hours. Minimum.[/color]

[color=00a99d][i]"Good. Gives me time to actually work and keeps you from screwing the pooch here."[/i][/color]

[color=fff200]You're telling me I can't swindle a few villains? You have a lot to learn, my friend.[/color]

[color=00a99d][i]"Same for you, to be honest. Hush for a few, I think this is starting soon."[/i][/color]

[color=fff200]Tell Whipstitch I said hi![/color]

Sparce looked over at Whipstitch and gave a small smile before speaking. [color=00a99d]"My better half says hello."[/color] Afterwards, the man looked at the rest of the cast of villains as he waited for this shindig to start.