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Everyone were in their positions, ready to deploy onto the mission - except in the last second, Johnny raised his hand up into the air and held his hand in front of his mouth, before running away from the scene. Apparently, the fish tacos he had had for dinner last night weren't sitting right with him. Julian whistled, loudly.

"Buddy, when you're done putting your insides on the outside, you can fly and meet us!"  The ginger-leader of the Renegades yelled, before turning his focus back to the crew of young heroes. None of them seemed all too excited. Though, some of them had this steely eyed look. One that filled Julian himself with confidence. He pulled up his phone and the entire system of the teleporter began whirring.

"Mr. Rune, hit it." He commanded from his partner on this project, as the Irishman stomped his foot, all of the runes lit up and in a moment, every single person were swallowed up by a purple hole and dropped into their designated areas. Julian, in the bank. Quickly, he looked at his teammates. They were all there - none of them fused together or stuck inside of a wall or anything.

"Holy shit! Conor! It worked!" he exclaimed, lacking his usual composure. 

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The bank was quiet, if not for the banging noise heard from down the stairs, a floor under the newly-teleported Renegades. 
Julian pulled out his phone and tapped his glasses, they began lighting up as he used the phone to see electrical currents in the building and could therefor figure out where the Vault was as well as any security systems. The power was cut off. Fantastic. His glasses would track the heat signatures. Four men standing up, with unusually high body temperatures - 45 degrees Celsius. 

"There's four of them. All stuck together." As well as a fifth one, sitting on the floor next to some cold structure, probably the captured Booster Gold. He was alive, but his breathing was slow. Julian walked to one of the panels on the wall, it lead into the electrical main of the building. He plugged his phone and and managed to bring the security camera back to life, showing the image on his phone. His glasses would analyze the scene.

"They've put the money on carts... 9 and a half million dollars. Guys. Maybe we won't have to fight. I'll just walk up to them and pay them double that to go away. And I'll track the wire and sick the League on them at a later time." Julian formulated his plan, looking over at them with a smirk. Had he already managed to win this one? He continued looking, only to realize there was a second object of these burgulars desire. His glasess read "S.T.A.R PROTOTYPE; Estimated Value 406M USD" 

Optimism, gone.
"... Okay, so maybe we do have to fight after all."