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[color=8dc73f]Location:[/color][color=a2d39c] "Innocuous" Warehouse[/color][right][color=8dc73f]Interactions:[/color][color=a2d39c] Spark Gal [@sassy1085], Render [@Akayaofthemoon][/color][/right][hr][hr]

Where the hell did this wannabe hero get off talking like that? He even tried playing into their exaggerated theatrics, and all he got was being called a dumbass? His attempts at being patient were breaking steadily. Surely HERO wouldn't mind if SSV was...Lightly disabled? It was evident on his face that his irritation at the situation was growing, with a scowl beginning to curl onto it. Luckily, it was dark enough to be relatively unnoticeable. 

[color=a2d39c]"Y'know, I wouldn't bring it up unless it was more of a 'you' concern than a 'me' concern. If things go up in flames, I'll manage, but you? I wonder..."[/color] He shouted out to the smart-ass vigilante, the malice clearly coming through in his voice. It was slowly becoming less of an act and more real ill intent towards this shadow-stalking sycophant. 

That line of thought was [s]thankfully[/s] cut into by Sparkles right next to him, chiming in on his choice to vocalize with their target. Before he speaks up, Leon consciously reminds himself to lighten his tone again; it wouldn't do him any good being this way around the only vaguely competent individual around him. Where [i]were[/i] the others?! [color=a2d39c]"Sorry to say it, but direct conflict isn't really my forte. But, trust me, I'm doing plenty just being here."[/color] His scowl had shifted into a smirk, and he gave a quick wink to his glittery companion [s]mainly because looking at her for too long literally burned his eyes[/s]. And, luckily for her, he completely misses her own attempt at returning the wink. 

However, in that glorious moment as Beth is going to light up the warehouse, strike down the vigilante, and let them go on with their damn lives....

White.

Leon's field of vision is suddenly covered in stark white. A partially muffled [color=a2d39c]"Fuck!"[/color] is audible as he stumbles in blindness, luckily catching himself on one of the nearby lab tables and, in an odd coincidence of movements, slides on his mysterious assailant....Which is to say, a white lab coat. Classic comic-book level stuff. As his eyes adjusted back to the relative darkness of their surroundings, he looked down on himself with a deep sigh. He could definitely rock anything, but this was pushing it...

However, what he found caught his attention more was [i]how[/i] this happened. He hadn't seen anyone throw it at him, and as he gave a cursory glance around, it was clear they had lost track of Shadow Scythe Vengeance. That, and his 'competent individual' floundering around in a similar coat. [color=a2d39c]"Sheesh, just...Just hold still for a moment!"[/color] Grabbing ahold of her as best he could, Leon worked Beth out of her own white prison, tossing her coat to the side. [color=a2d39c]"Alright, get yourself together Sparkles, we lost that smartass again...Looks like we might have more than one problem crawling about here."[/color] Even if his irritated expression wasn't clear in the shadows around them, it was evident in his tone of voice. However, before he continued, he shifted a bit and felt a weight in one of the pockets. 

Curious, he put a small bit of distance between himself and his disco-ball of a partner, digging into it...And finding a wallet, which when leafed briefly through produced a few hundred dollar bills. [color=a2d39c]'Huh. Silver linings, I suppose. If I remember, Vance brought up a new fancy restaurant uptown...'[/color] He thought to himself, a bit of his composure returning as he pocketed the hard cash and tossed the wallet to the wayside. Perhaps things weren't all terrible. And to be honest, while it was a bit garish, the coat could serve as a bit of protection in a pinch. It's all about the bright side, y'know? 

Before Leon could launch into a new plan with Beth, a familiar but notably absent face emerged, and asked a simple question. 


[color=bc8dbf]"Are you two alright?"[/color]

He couldn't help it. His face twitched in annoyance. What about [i]any of this[/i] was alright?! The stupid vigilante kept slipping away, there was obviously some kind of conspirator that could even catch him unaware, and now said stupid vigilante was nowhere to be seen! Before he fully snapped on her though, he took a deep breath, clenching a fist in one of the coat's pockets. See, it was already paying off!

[color=a2d39c]"Physically? Yes! We're all too fine! But the overall situation? It could..."[/color] He takes in a sharp inhalation of breath before eventually continuing. [color=a2d39c]....Be better. And where have [i]you[/i] been, exactly? Sparkles and I have actually been trying to handle this, and we haven't seen a glimpse of you until now..."[/color] He stood in front of Render, menacing over here with a glint of anger in his eyes. There was heavy tension in the air....Until, as casually as possible, he brought up his XL cup of cherry Coke, took a long sip, and with a sigh of contentment, backed off as if nothing had happened. 

[color=a2d39c]"Doesn't really matter, I s'pose. You're here now, so you can help. I know Sparkles here is packing firepower, but..."[/color] With a raised eyebrow, Leon looks appraisingly at Nilin. [color=a2d39c]"What is it [i]you[/i] do, exactly? I'm hoping for tracking, because as is, that smartass glorified crook is outta sight and outta mind."[/color] As if to sell his point, he gave a cursory scan of the area with his light. He didn't catch much, although he swore he saw one of the vigilante's legs kick into the air, as if struggling with something on the floor, but that didn't make any sense to Leon; he must be seeing things. So, with a shrug [s]and another quick drink[/s], he awaited the good news from their new ally who decided to show up and fuckin' do something. With any luck, at least...