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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]
LexCorp, Metropolis

[color=purple]Voss' Mood:[/color]
Dramatic bitch

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

[color=purple]Voss' Inventory:[/color]
Curved Saber
A pair of Jakobs pistols

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

[color=gray]Sanford's Mood:[/color]
Crisis averted

[color=gray]Sanford's Status:[/color]
A hurt ego, but otherwise healthy

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

[color=gray]Sanford's Mentions:[/color]
[@Thatguyinastore][@FactionGuerilla]
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Once Sanford attempted to throw his hook toward Luthor, it was almost instantly reflected back toward the grunt thanks to Cole's Shockwave attack. It returned to electrifyingly strike Sanford square in the face, causing him to ragdoll and flip back onto his belly. After a few seconds when the hook finished jumbling on the ground, Sanford unsteadily rose to his feet as he muttered something under his breath.

[color=gray]"... OW! I'm alright...! [i]My lip isn't split, is it?"[/i][/color] , speaking to nobody in particular.

Voss, meanwhile, wasn't satisfied with Luthor's answer. The last thing he cared about was home and those around him. What did peak his interest, however, was the watch. Paying little attention to its drawbacks, the sea captain immediately began fiddling with the device. He hadn't activated it to swap places with another user yet, but he was eager to leave a place that - at least to him - lacked the proper consequences to give to those who refuse to cooperate with Luthor.

[color=purple]"... So… I can select anyone on t'is map… an' swap wit' 'em... [i]right now…?"[/i][/color] Voss' tone was saturated with delight.

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