[center][i][color=C41E3A]"Welp, that's it. Time to go Amanda Waller on your asses. ...And I still don't have a proper header god dAMNIT-"[/color][/i]
[color=darkgray]- Finn[/color][/center] 
 The enraged young man kicked open the doors to the stadium, marching quickly back to where everyone else was. Where [i]those two[/i] were. Anyone who tried to get his attention would be ignored, his mind focused, determined. Finn knew Oliver would catch up to him soon, hopefully he'll let him say his piece.

Dan The Dolphin appeared in a puff of blue smoke right before Finn, looking concerned.
"Hey, is something the mat-" He managed to say before Finn is walked past the Lesser Force, causing Dan to raise an eyebrow. He teleported to Finn's path again.
"Hey, it's rude to ignore someone when they tal-"
Again, Dan was brushed off, and the squeaky Patron looked nonplussed.

With all what was going on, It was not difficult for Sann to become aware of the situation. She pondered what was going on, albeit briefly. She did not want to stick around to babysit when strife was bubbling.

She probably could leave the healing to others, she thought as she flapped her wings and glided to catch with the infuriated person, letting out a giggle as she went by.

"Aw, I guess you are not playing nurses and doctors with Sann and Veronica Two. Where are you going?"

 Finn snapped his head towards Sann with a vicious scowl, half of it being irritation from Dan's attempted intervention. He didn't have time for this, damnit! Though he wasn't around for alot of the rounds, who knows where his targets are now? His scowl loosened into a glare, only asking her: [color=C41E3A]"Asimov and Rachel, where are they?"[/color]

"Well, Penny's being treated with first aid over at the ambulance," Dan answered as he arrived in a puff, "but she is not allowed any visitors until she's gotten better. And Rachel is in the audience...Wait, is she coming here?"

In the distance, Finn saw as Rachel slowly walked towards them, her glasses reflecting the light of the arena floodlights with a menacing sheen. "Is there a problem?" She asked, sounding irritated.

 Finn turned around, giving Rachel an annoyed glare. [color=C41E3A]"And of course you'd overhear."[/color] He crossed his arms.

Sann hovered around Finn, feeling his anger despite not having any kind of emotional mumbo jumbo whatsoever as she took the chance of the distraction to envelop Finn with her wings and body.

"People nearly died and we need to beat up someone to feel better. Can we spank your butt until the stick comes out of your ass, Glasses?"

  One of Finn's brows rose at Sann's answer. [color=C41E3A]"We'll...burn that bridge down once it annoys us."[/color] He told the Valkyrie, then turned his attention back to the inquisitor.

 [color=C41E3A]"Let me just cut to the chase. I've learned alot about the town you're doing your dirty dealings in, and most of it I don't like. There's no rhyme or reason, everyone's at each other's fucking heads trying to reach a crown that's leagues ahead of them. So as much as I don't take kindly to your ilk, I gotta ask."[/color] He explained. 

 [color=C41E3A]"Who has yet to overthrow the Queen?"[/color]
 
Rachel did not answer at first as she silently looked Finn over, and adjusted her glasses using the palm of her hand.
"...There is something about you that is familiar. Who are you, and why would you care about such matters?"

Finn's red eye seemed to show a glimmer of amusement, his expression easing up slightly. [color=C41E3A]"About damn time..."[/color] He whispered. The boy straghtened up, to instead of shaking Rachel's hand, he formally bowed. [color=C41E3A]"My name is Finnegan Vanhorn, and I've to believe the incompetence of our...current leaders is reason why your town is on the highway to Hell. Something like that?"[/color] He rose back up, covering his mouth to hide a malicious smirk. [Color=C41E3A]"...It makes me angry. Very angry."[/color]

Sann was feeling a little warm and fuzzy, seeing this violent man spit out barbs. She moved her cheek against his and nuzzled him. "Angry cute."

The boy's eyes widened at the affection Sann was giving him. Eh, he was too pissed to be anxious. He casually patted the girl on her head.

"So, can you please stay here so Finn can break all your bones? Apparently he wants to commit regicide and that takes effort."

Rachel's condescending gaze sharpened when Finn gave his name, and her posture tightened.
"So it is you!" She summoned her weapon. "The Sinner of Wrath!"
Dan intervened, flailing his tiny fins in a panic.
"Whoa whoa whoah! Let's not get too hasty here! I'm sure we can talk this out-"
Rachel slapped the dolphin away with the back of her hand.
"I would like to see you try! Or will you run away like last time, Vanhorn?" She asked, an evil smile on her lips...And then scowled; she realized that what was supposed to be her hammer had turned into a squeaky toy hammer one would see at any fair or carnival. "Dan, change my weapon back to normal!"

Dan shook his head. "No! Fighting is not allowed in here. And if you two are going to cause trouble, I will be forced to take necessary countermeasures."

 [color=C41E3A]"Oh? Run away?"[/color] Finnegan "innocently" tilted his head. [color=C41E3A]"Like having you lot hunting me down for sport is fun, and now this?"[/color] He sarcastically quipped. His eye darted to their weapons. Oh right, pacifist magic.

 However before he reached for his cane (foam sword??), Dan's voice drew his ire away from Rachel. His head slowly glanced to the dolphin. [color=C41E3A]"...Trouble? [i]Trouble?[/i] As if forcing a blatantly rigged and drawn out tournament for some tincan that could just easily knock this bitch into tomorrow and be done with it isn't trouble enough!"[/color] He called him out. [color=C41E3A]"People have ditched town cause the ones who claim to try and fix things have their heads shoved so far up their rears, they can see their bleeding hearts! Remember, you're not as innocent here either!!"[/color]

Sann just purred slightly at being patted, before reaching out to grab the Dolphin.

"Waah!" Dan squeaked in surprise.

"Imma eat you."

 The wrathful man grimaced. [color=C41E3A]"I'd rather not do that, Sann. He probably tastes like rubber and blubber, among other things."[/color]

"That's right! I taste like a car tire! You wouldn't like eating something like that!" Dan agreed as he wriggled in Sann's hold like a fish.
"But if I heard correctly, you're upset about the tournament me and Penny are holding, correct?" He asked Finn.

Sann did ignore Dan's pleas, and moved to get just a little nibble out of Dan's dorsal fin... before stopping in her tracks.

"If you don't wanna be eaten... be useful." She smirked. "Angry cute has spoken, you are either with him or against him".

When asked about his complaints, Finn's eyebrow rose. [color=C41E3A]"Yes?? No??? Ugh!!"[/color] He roughed up his hair a bit out of stress. [color=C41E3A]"There are many factors you had to concider in this! The fact alone that this is to cater to the whims of one person is enough to leave a sour taste in my mouth, but what's the point??? What's the point of anyone else attending if the outcome is going to be the same?! To tire Miss Four-Eyes here out?!"[/color] He asked, then snapping his head towards Rachel. [color=C41E3A]"And YOU. If only you kept your trap shut and behaved until we left, we couldn't be running the risk of, oh I don't know, [i]pissing off a goddamn horror enough for them to try and tear down the place before you apparently can do????[/i]"[/color] He took his turn to tell her off. [color=C41E3A]"How much do you know about that damn mirror anyways??"[/color]

Rachel eye twitched, and she slammed her weapon down.
"None of your business, blackguard!"
Dan winced as he was bit, and teleported out of Sann's hold to now hold his fins to his sides between Finn and Rachel.
"The point is that Rachel agreed to a duel, and Penny thought it would be fun to make it a tournament of sorts, with the winner getting to challenge her. There's nothing rigged about it!"

 At Dan's insistance, Finn's glare broke for a moment. Into...almost a hurt expression, no less.

 [color=C41E3A]"Someone almost died. How could you still insist everything is okay...?"[/color]

Rachel scowled. "Really now? I noticed that Penny was performing much better than usual during that match...until the end, at the very least. I suspect some magical enhancements were involved."
Dan shook his head. "Players can have help before a match. It's fair!"
Rachel scoffed. "Pah. You're a nuisance as well."

Dan then turned back to Finn.
"Well, okay, things may have gone just the teeniest bit overboard. But it doesn't mean you can come in and taunt people into fighting! Now, if you have any other concerns, let's hear them." The dolphin crossed his fins with a pout.

 [color=C41E3A]"...Tch."[/color] His glare returned, if not weaker than before. [color=C41E3A]"You're the least of my concern anyways. Your pacifist nature is admirable, but sometimes people can't be reasoned with words alone."[/color] Finn turned to the side. [color=C41E3A]"All I'll say is, if the Queen, nor the Beacon, or anyone else can't be damned enough to set things right..."[/color] Without moving, his eye glance back to the others. [color=C41E3A]"Then [i]I'll[/i] be taking over this city."[/color]
 
Rachel laughed mockingly. "Such a bold claim. Go on then, try and claim this city! It will be my pleasure to see you grovel at my feet once I've broken every bone In your body."

The boy's head turned to glance at Rachel. Then, he smiled. A sarcastic, malicious smile. [color=C41E3A]"Oh my dear girl, you seem to [i]still[/i] underestimate us. Although I'd much like to see you try~"[/color]

"I don't need to try, for it is a foregone conclusion." Rachel turned away, flipping her hair. "But enough. I have more important things to do than idle banter. Come, Violette," she spoke to the purple-haired girl who had just arrived, and walked away, cool and composed.

Dan sighed. "Well, that's that I guess."

 It was then Finn felt a light pressure on top of his head. It wasn't Sann, but Oliver had floated over and rest his head on top of his. His colors seemed to have returned to normal, did his duplication power have something to do with it? [color=faed27]"Hey, you two done insulting each other yet? You kinda ditched me back there."[/color] The ghost boredly asked, puffing a cheek out. 

 Like a flip of a switch, Finn completely calmed down at his partner's presence. [color=C41E3A]"...Yeah. I got it out of my system 
Sorry, Oli. And, er, Dan. I suppose."[/color]

 Oliver did give Sann a side eye, but if she hadn't hurt Finn, then he guessed she was okay. For now. [color=faed27]"You wanna go ahead and go?"[/color] The ghost gently wrapped his arms around the other's neck.

  [color=C41E3A]"Yeah. We have a lot of work to do."[/color]
  
Sann all this time had been eyeing Dan as a snack, but perked up at the words of conquest being thrown,before she positively began to smile, even chuckle a bit.

She then threw a raspberry at Rachel and her righteousness. The holier than thou types were fun to tease but remarkable sore losers.

It was then when she skipped a couple of wingbeats and levelled her sight with Finn.

"Hey hey, you are going to take this city? That means Sann will have to fight you!" She said all giddy, before levelling her stare at Finn and giving him... a glomp.

"That means as a retainer of Penny Sann will have to fight you. Don't worry, you are sort of cute anyway, if a little daft. I won't kill you..."

"I will just cut your limbs off and keep you as my hug pillow when that happens... It will be super fun!"

Finn, though startled, managed to stay standing from Sann's glomp. Oliver on the other hand wasn't amused. Eh, stuff can easily phase through him anyways, he is incorporeal after all. Sure, perhaps they might have to fight Sann eventually, but the other outcome she suggested caused Finn to shudder. Something like that? He'd rather get killed.

 But that wasn't the worst of it. Despite what people would believe of the Sinner of Wrath, Finnegan Vanhorn...didn't like killing people. It could have been a side effect of trauma, but he'd rather not resort to it. No, he just needed time. Time to prepare. [color=C41E3A]"Hm. Perhaps we will fight. But not so soon. Not when there's much to do, many things to settle before kickstarting such a revolution."[/color] He said, patting Sann on the back. [color=C41E3A]"It'd be too risky to run in blind like many would."[/color]
 
"Don't take too long, coz I am going to tell Granny kitty. She will love it, being a survivor of the Russian Empire..." Sann trailed off. "...Also someone else might beat you to the punch..."

Dan was floating by the sidelines, and sighed in relief. "Seems like everyone's calmed down now. But if you still want to talk, I'll be over at the first-aid corner. Bye!" Having said that, he disappeared in a puff of blue smoke.

The duo's eyes widened. Either from the implications of how old Dina truely is, or that someone else already had their idea. Well, whoever it is probably screwed off too, so that's one less thing to worry about. Right?

 Finn's eyebrows furrowed. [color=C41E3A]"If that must be, then very well. Come on, Oli. We have some calls to make."[/color] With that, the two walked away.
 
Sann just eyed at Odin, smiling somewhat... as she left to help tending the wounded and probably make another call.

Odin...smiled back.

...

..

 [color=Crimson][i]"No luck?"[/i][/color]

 [color=C41E3A][i]"Unfortunately, he's either that persistent or that stupid. I'm sorry."[/i][/color]

 [color=Crimson][i]"Don't be. I overheard everything. Are...you sure you know what you're doing? Letting that inquisitor discover your identity was a risky move, but taking over the city??"[/i][/color]

 [color=C41E3A][i]"Trust me Maura, something has to happen sooner or later. It's about time we take initiative."[/i][/color]