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[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5309379]Voss and Sanford's CS[/url]
[hider=Voss' Status][color=purple]Voss' Location:[/color]
Metropolis

[color=purple]Voss' Mood:[/color]
[url=https://imgbb.com/][img]https://i.ibb.co/Y8GqCCv/Xh1i.gif[/img][/url]

[color=purple]Voss' Status:[/color]
Scratched up, but otherwise healthy

[color=purple]Voss' Inventory:[/color]
Curved Saber
A pair of Jakobs pistols (One of them with a now-detached bayonet)

[color=purple]Voss' Mentions:[/color]
[@Thatguyinastore]
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[hider=Sanford's Status]Sanford's Location:
Metropolis

[color=gray]Sanford's Mood:[/color]
Belligerent

[color=gray]Sanford's Status:[/color]
Scratched up, and about to make it worse

[color=gray]Sanford's Inventory:[/color]
A Meathook

[color=gray]Sanford's Mentions:[/color]
[@Thatguyinastore]
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Sanford chuckled yet again but stopped himself once Luthor shot him a glance. His laughter died down to an awkward giggle before hushing completely. While Voss was already by the counter where Kira was, drinking to his heart's contents, the pair watched with the others as Luthor pulled up a hologram to play for the group. It turns out they were all in a city known as Metropolis, which was overrun with superheroes. More specifically, Luthor directed their attention toward one so-called "Superman." To Voss, he wasn't impressed. Superman came off as a very "Gary Stu" type of character and as for Sanford... well, maybe Tricky would beat him in a fight.

Then Luthor showed the gruesome footage. Neither of the two were very appalled - they'd become desensitized by violence and even Voss rolled his eyes at Luthor's reactions - but it did show Superman's capabilities. And, more importantly, it gave the duo a reason to want to pursue Superman. It seemed all fine and dandy to Sanford, but Voss neither cared enough nor was any more frightened. He wanted to be free and go about his own terms. What's stopping him from simply walking out?

Before Voss would do that, however, an emotional Joel pushed himself through the crowd, shoving Sanford among many others, and clocked Luthor square in the jaw. It really was only a matter of time, in all honesty. It was standard procedure at this point. Someone would tell them the plan, everyone fights someone, then BOOM back to work! Even though Luthor had successfully fended off Joel for the moment, he had angered some of the others for essentially holding a child hostage. Again, Voss could care less, but at least Sanford shared some of the sentiment of the others.

[color=gray]"Hey, man! That's not cool! You can't just do that! Where did you put her?"[/color] The mercenary spun his meathook again, but this time, he let go last moment to cast the hook. It was intended to use it to attach onto the bald man and fish him closer toward the crowd, but whether or not it would land would be up to fate.

Voss, on the other hand, would wait for the chaos to calm down somewhat. Or, at least, enough to allow the sea captain to approach Luthor without being mauled. Voss had detached the bayonet at the end of one of his Jakobs. While he proceeded toward Luthor, he fidgeted with the blade in one hand while he still had his bourbon in the other. When he was finally given the opportunity to speak, Voss twirled the blade across his fingers casually.

[color=purple]"Alright, alright... All that sounds reasonable an' all, but... huat if I [i]don't[/i] want to? Huat if I donnay care? Like, huat I mean is, huat's stoppin' me from jest up an' leavin' ya? Huh?"[/color]

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