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Tom finished up his pretty efficient beatdown of Perfected Physique (still a completely stupid name - someone should have really stopped him and told him that the name was dumb as hell before he came out into the public eye with it. Really, Tom was more annoyed with the name than anything else about the man) before standing back and letting Christina deal with him. That was a pretty one-sided fight - all of the Wings had been comfortably defeated by the good guys. Tom watched as she promptly placed him in the anti-Jamie armour. That was probably deserved for someone as horrible as him, but still, it was still pretty fucked up. Tom quickly walked behind Christina and Starbright as they came to the very cool looking private elevator. 

[color=SteelBlue]"I'm definitely gonna have to sign a non-disclosure agreement after this..."[/color] Tom muttered to himself as the elevator whizzed up the floors before settling on the 14th. Tom knew this floor well, he noted as he stepped out of the broom closet, as he had been hauled into Powers' office to get chewed out more times than he could remember, oftentimes with Blake or Brie accompanying him along. Meanwhile, he had only been in Christina's office a couple of times. It was a much cosier office than Powers one, which was quite cold and far too neat for Tom's liking. He listened to Christina's plan and nodded. [color=SteelBlue]"Ooh, the flair. Sounds good."[/color] He said before following Christina back out, glancing at Starbright as he went off to do his streaming thing. 

Tom took the elevator ride up to the roof in silence, before getting out. He scowled for a moment, worried about how the slight rain was going to effect his hair, but immediately felt guilty and remembered there were far more important things to worry about than his hair. He put his hands in his pockets as he looked down at the cube, quickly getting them out and kneeling down to help Christina pull it out. Something was playing on his mind. If this was going to call all heroes, would Grace see? She obviously wouldn't come... But Tom was feeling the guilt wash over him again, and his face must have showed it, because before he knew it he was seemingly getting a pep talk on relationships from Christina. 

He sighed. [color=SteelBlue]"I know, you're right... It's just that I must look like the worst person in the world right now, especially to her. It's not gonna be easy for her to just get over it, she was probably so upset, and like, it's my fault really. I just wish-"[/color] He stopped at Christina's instructions. [color=SteelBlue]"Shit, okay."[/color] He quickly covered his ears and watched, impressed, as the flair shot up into the air, clearly going to be visible to everyone. And then Christina suddenly ducked behind a vent, and Tom realised he probably should have thought up some excuse before, and also that he wished he brought a coat up here. It was kind of cold. 

He looked over his shoulder as Beardman (another stupid name) and Brightside (hah, like the song, Tom thought) quickly ran out of the elevator and confronted him. It was time to lie on the spot. [color=SteelBlue]"If you had been up here a minute ago, it wouldn't have been a problem... I was walking down by the building and saw some like, purple light up here, and I quickly floated up, and it was Bypass! And she had Aria and Static with her. They portaled away before I could do anything, and I thought I need to get attention quickly, so..."[/color]

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