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[INDENT][color=gold][sub][B]Interaction(s):[/B] [COLOR=darkgray][I][@YourNameHere] - Apparition   |   [@Birdboy] - Shuriken   |   [@Hillan] - Accelerate   |   [@Damo021] - Flamebird   |   [@PatientBean] - Oracle   |   [@Blizz] - Shattercrash   |   [@Mistress Dizzy] - Origami   |   [@rocketrobie2] - Chemaxzord   |   [@Martian] - Legion[/I][/COLOR][/sub][SUP][RIGHT][b]Post #3.10:[/b] [COLOR=darkgray][I]Salt & Suits[/I][/COLOR][/right][/SUP][/color][/indent]

[COLOR=SILVER][INDENT]He was in a weird mood, but when Apparition came from behind him and whispered ‘boo’ he felt a tingle on the back of his neck. After watching Oracle step into the machine for her new super-suit, Alex tried explaining the situation to the girl with the smoke powers after she asked about the new drill sergeant. Several of the students began chattering, and Arsenal didn’t seem to mind. At least for now…
 
[color=gold][b]“Arsenal was a founding member of the Titans. He’s also been on the League. Went by Red Arrow for a bit before going back to using guns…”[/b][/color] Alex commented as Apparition moved around him. [color=gold][b]“I think I know what I wanna do for a new suit… but I paid like nine grand for the one I’m wearing. Metahuman tailors aren’t cheap.”[/b][/color]

Arina listened to Alex’s explanation, and her eyebrows raised in slight recognition, she mouthed an “ah” as a distinct memory of her brother entered her mind, she was sure he’d faced off against Red Arrow at least once or twice back in the day. But that was then, she thought - this was supersuit class. Her eyes ran over Shield’s suit as he spoke, and she opened her mouth to respond but was cut off by Switchblade who seemed oddly aggressive today.
 
[color=#1E90FF][b]“Nobody gives a crap about your fancy suit, Mason. The hood looks dumb, your code-name sucks, and…”[/b][/color] Switchblade began talking smack and a small frown graced Arina's features as she stepped towards the obnoxious team member, stopping in front of him on her tippie-toes so she could reach - her face was uncomfortably close to his with a playful expression on her features. Her eyes flickered from his lips and back up to his eyes, and she felt him tense under her touch as she placed her hand on the back of his neck and stretched her neck to whisper in his ear.

[COLOR=#de184b][b]“Maybe instead of being so invested in fashion, Switchblade, you should invest a little more time in front of the mirror developing a personality for yourself,”[/b][/color] she pulled away to look at him properly, her blank gaze meeting his cold glare, [COLOR=#de184b][b]“It’d be beneficial to you, considering mirrors don’t talk. You can be as honest with your reflection as you like because luckily, they can’t laugh either.”[/b][/color]
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[table][row][indent][COLOR=silver]	[b]The air grew thick for a moment as the two faced off...[/b]

			Switchblade ready to retort, however, as if saved by the bell, they were interrupted by Oracle as she stepped out in her new attire. 
 
[color=#B42639][b]"Well, what do you think?"[/b][/color] Oracle asked nobody in particular, as Switchblade with all of his bravado was momentarily speechless. 

Arina smirked as his eyes fixed on Oracle, [COLOR=#de184b][b]“The only way you’re going to light up her day, is by leaving the room, love. Stay in your league,”[/b][/color] she murmured, leaning into him once more before she turned away from the dazed hero to make her way back to Alex with her signature blank gaze as if nothing had happened,

[COLOR=#de184b][b]“Oh yeah?”[/b][/color] she asked, picking up the conversation as if he’d never been interrupted, [COLOR=#de184b][b]“What did you have in mind?”[/b][/color]

She wasn't given an answer as Arsenal looked out to the group once more, looking for volunteers. [color=gold][b]"Can I go next?"[/b][/color] Alex asked loudly while raising a hand.
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[table][row][indent][COLOR=silver][color=red][b]"Are you one of the ones with a transformative power? I need somebody that has another stage of power like an animal shape shifter, I think I read in one of your files one of you turns into smoke...?"[/b][/color] Arsenal responded looking into the large group of young heroes. 

[color=#4db0b5][b]"I'll go!"[/b][/color] yelled a skinny kid with dark hair and chubby cheeks that was in a jumpsuit of sorts that appeared way too big for him. 

[color=red][b]"What's your power, kid?"[/b][/color] the seasoned hero asked looking down at the shorter individual. 

[color=#4db0b5][b]"I'm Fat Man."[/b][/color] the kid said growing in size and mass, now standing over seven feet tall and weighing in around a ton or so at least.

[color=red][b]"Interesting... power down and step into the digitizer. Can't wait to see what you go with big guy..."[/b][/color] Arsenal said with a smile right before Fat Man ripped a fart after powering back down to regular size and stepping into the machine.  Roy's face was priceless.

Arina sighed at the mention of her abilities, from her spot beside Alex she watched Fat Man step up to the digitizer. Once he was done, Arsenal turned to the group once more, but before he could call for the next hero, she dispersed, inwardly frowning when her outfit dropped to the floor rather than coming with her. The smoke lazily floated towards the digitizer where it formed once more, reforming Arina’s unclothed body, which she made no effort to cover. She placed a hand on her hip and glanced at Arsenal, [COLOR=#de184b][b]“You honestly think this thing can solve the problem of my clothes not apparating with me?”[/b][/color] she queried, [COLOR=#de184b][b]“If it does, you’ll save me a hell of a lot in clothing expenses.”[/b][/color][/COLOR]
[/indent][sup][h3][color=2e2c2c][b]▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅[right]▅▅▅▅▅▅[/right][/b][/color][/h3][/sup][/row][row][cell][/cell][cell][COLOR=SILVER][color=red][b]"This isn't for civilian clothes, and it works a lot better when you go in with clothes on. The machine breaks them down for raw materials, even cell phones, and you've seen its capabilities so far."[/b][/color] Arsenal stated before walking over to the controls. [color=red][b]"Now visualize something, maybe a hero like Black Canary or Vixen... maybe a symbol or a cool belt buckle."[/b][/color] 

[color=red][b]"Smoke on, or smoke up... whatever you want to call it."[/b][/color]  Arsenal said as she stepped out of the machine in something of a suit combo of the two heroes Roy mentioned before. 

Arina glanced incredulously towards Arsenal before she dispersed and reformed at Alex’s side, fully suited up. She frowned and tugged at the material that hugged her body, [COLOR=#de184b][b]“This feels…”[/b][/color]  she trailed off, still pulling at the wet-suit feeling suit, [COLOR=#de184b][b]“Restricting.”[/b][/color] she turned her gaze upon the mentor once more, [COLOR=#de184b][b]“I hate it.” [/b][/color]  
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