[center][h2][color=445626]Spike Spiegel[/color][/h2]
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Almost on cue, as soon as Luther finished explaining who this "Superman" person was, the bounty hunter steadied himself as a massive blast rocked the building they were standing on. And, before he knew it, Spike was running to the end of a hallway along with Joel, Grey and the rest of the Strike Team, his 941 drawn and at shoulder level. Soon, though, he would let his pistol fall to his side as he listened to the figure at the end of the table. Though Spike's face betrayed suspicion, he ultimately sat down and raised the cup in front of him to his lips with a shrug, though not before letting out a small snort and a comment of,

[color=445626]"Yeah, well, if this does go south.. Not the first time I've been poisoned. Bottoms up... Oh, and if you've got a variable-zoom sniper rifle hanging around, preferably with 7.62 cal, could ya toss that my way? Hoping it'll help with our.. uh.. caped crusader up there."[/color]

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