[center][color=1a7b30][b]"Oh, it's [i]very[/i] dangerous, indeed,"[/b][/color] Lex responded to Sougo with a slow nod. He'd opened his mouth to explain it further, only for The Hunter to hit him with a whole heap of questions. The businessman rolled his eyes at this, before sighing, [color=1a7b30][b]"We used a device which emits a sound at a certain frequency. Said frequency is known to cease all motor functions in one brain for the duration that it's played."[/b][/color] he then turned and glanced at Date. [color=1a7b30][b]"You're alive, aren't you? Nothing we did caused permanent damage, I assure you."[/b][/color]

Lex then watched as the bear thing hopped on his desk. His expression remained rather stoic all the while, and he even addressed it as if it were an actual person. [color=1a7b30][b]"That's simple."[/b][/color] Lex took a moment to adjust his posture, so he could better face the bear. [color=1a7b30][b]"If you don't help me, then you won't be able to return home."[/b][/color] As more and more people spoke up, Lex simply raised another hand, signaling for them to stop talking. [color=1a7b30][b]"I understand that you may be concerned with the finer details of this, best rest assured of one thing. Time across the Multiverse is relative. Five weeks could only be one hour in another universe - or even five minutes. So, more than likely, you won't be missing whatever show you were watching."[/b][/color]

In truth, Lex didn't particularly care for what these people were doing before they were taken. But that wasn't exactly a fact that he was trying to hide. He didn't verbally reply to Otto, either, but what he did do was nod slowly. He understood the importance of subtlety above all else - and, like Otto Octavius, the business man understood not having any prying eyes or ears on whatever this was.

Lex couldn't help but smile as Captain Falcon showered him in his childlike praise and adoration, however. He took his hand as any businessman would, his shake nice and firm. [color=1a7b30][b]"Well, I'm always happy to meet a fan."[/b][/color] he chuckled... only to blink in confusion when asked to read his mind. [color=1a7b30][b]"...what?"[/b][/color]

From there, the questions amounted to specifics of what they were needed for. Assuming all [i]other[/i] inquiries had been answered, Lex did indeed begin to give them what they wanted. This started with him standing up from his office chair, and slowly beginning to pace around the room. His posture was straight as a board, and his hands were cupped entirely behind his back. He eventually stopped at a long, outstretched table. He stared down it, looking toward the center in particular. It was then that the lights in the room began to dim slowly - and before long, everything had gone dark. Well, save for the bit of sun that seeped its way through the window, of course.

Before long, a holographic image of sorts shot out from the table. What it displayed was the map of a large city - or more accurately, a 4D Model.

[color=1a7b30][b]"This is Metropolis, the city of which you're currently located,"[/b][/color] Lex explained, his voice calm as ever. [color=1a7b30][b]"It's a grand city - one that I personally helped build into what it is today."[/b][/color] he stated that last fact rather proudly, even smugly adjusting his tie all the while. This moment of self-indulgence was short-lived, however, as his smile soon turned to a frown. [b][color=1a7b30]"But... unfortunately, there have been some... issues, lately."[/color][/b] As he said this, the holograph shifted to an image...

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[color=1a7b30][b]"This is Superman,"[/b][/color] Lex explained to the others. He maintained his calm voice as he spoke... yet, oddly enough, there was some hint of buried malice underneath it all. [b][color=1a7b30]"For years, he has been Metropolis' sole protector. He's an alien from the planet Krypton... sent here by a cruel twist of fate."[/color][/b] Lex scoffed a bit, before shaking his head. The video changed again, only the was to a more... unflattering image of the supposed hero.

Videos of Superman flying right through buildings and collapsing them began to play. If he wasn't doing that, he was outright attacking civilians. Horrific images of him using what looked like laser vision to burn innocent people alive began to play, as well as him punching holes right through people's stomachs and chests. Lex grimaced at the sight, almost stifling the urge to vomit as he turned away. With this, the lights turned back on, and the image faded. The businessman seemed to need a moment to regain his composure, before slowly turning back to the group.

[color=007236][b]"I hope that you can see why this situation is-"[/b][/color]

[color=a0410d][b][i]"YOU FUCK!"[/i][/b][/color]

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From the back of the room, Joel Miller (who'd remained particularly silent up until now), had finally let go of his daughter's hand. He'd done so entirely to shove past everyone else present and sock Lex right in the jaw. And Joel had one hell of a punch too - enough to send Lex falling off his feet and onto the ground. In an instant, the guards that Otto had seen trained outside the door stormed in, and all of them trained their guns on Joel - who had his grip tightly wrapped around Lex's collar.

[color=a0410d][b]"You pulled my daughter into this shit! My [i]DAUGHTER!"[/i][/b][/color] Joel screamed, tears forming in his eyes. Many of the guards seemed ready to shower Joel in bullets right then and there, but Lex had just managed to turn to them.

[color=1a7b30][b][i]"Stand... down..."[/i][/b][/color] Lex just barely managed to grunt through grit teeth. The guards reluctantly did so. Whatever trust they had in Lex, it was strong enough to allow him to be put in clear danger like this. Joel, however, didn't back down. His breathing was heavy, and the look on his face was one of pure, unfiltered rage. His fist was held high above Lex's face, ready to strike down at any second.

And all the while? Negan chuckled from the back.

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[color=9e0b0f][b]"Oh... my..."[/b][/color] he laughed dryly. [b][color=9e0b0f]"This is shapin' up to be one [i]hell[/i] of a Goddamn fight..."[/color][/b]

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