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[h1][color=dodgerblue]J[/color] [i]u s t i n[/i][/h1]  
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[color=dodgerblue]"Justice, no matter what the price is!"[/color]

[color=888888]— Justin[/color]

[hider=Status]19 | Male | Freelancer | The Noble Spark
Shock, Awe(some) | Fist, Fist | Arcane | Crosstalk
Resistor | Pretty lit
Voltaic Knight | Lightning | Reroute
EMPTY | Grounded
 [Paralysis (4)] [Speedster (4)], Damage (2), Damage X (6), Pull (2), Blink (4), Transplace (8), shield (4), trail (0), Enhance (2), Bounce (0)

DAMAGE: B | SPEED: B | SENTINEL: D | Max Mana [color=skyblue]750[/color]

[color=silver][Silver Self(6)][/color][color=skyblue][Shield(4)][/color][color=skyblue][Speedster(4)][/color] = [color=red]-120[/color]

PHYSICAL: E | ARCANE: D | CHAOS: D | Current Mana [color=skyblue]450[/color][/hider][/center]


[color=dodgerblue][i]Seems I was at Odin level when I should be at Thor for these guys.[/i][/color]

After witnessing these hulking hobos no-sell his gunslinging ally's attacks, Noble Spark had decided it was safer to put a bit more 'oomph' into his initial melody than he might normally have. The result was a bit stronger than he intended, but beyond mild surprise at how they didn't seem to resist the melody at all, he didn't mind so much since they were zombies and he knew even Batman didn't mind killing those.

Noble Spark gave an earnest nod to his companion as she suggested not having a lengthy talk mid-fight. [color=dodgerblue]"How very right you are!"[/color] he agreed, having already learned talking wasn't quite the free action it was in comics in his first experience as a Freelancer. 

[color=dodgerblue][i]Still, Sovereign? I wonder if she's a Wonder Woman fan?[/i][/color]

With one foe down temporarily and two left, that meant, of course, they would split into two separate one-on-one fights. This was standard practice for any comic, so he obliged without question, focusing his attention on the one rushing him with a shopping cart. 

[color=dodgerblue][i]I feel a weird sense of irony, for some reason....[/i][/color]

But while the unDead was Rising to the challenge of facing an Esper with a very unique weapon, Noble Spark wasn't about to underestimate it. He'd heard of stranger things being used in murder cases from his father, and these guys were built like tanks. Though his will could easily withstand the weight of anything they could hit him with, his skull had a limit of about a thousand pounds.

The air around Noble Spark began to pop and crackle with a building aura of sparks as he gathered power in his hand similarly to last time. However, instead of pointing his hand at the incoming foe, he pressed his palm into his chest causing a surge while the the aura of lighting becoming far more discernible around his immediate person, as if forming some sort of barrier.

With the bolt on his attire now glowing, Noble Spark attempted to use his newfound speed and durability to juke the oncoming shopping cart and let loose a punch aimed towards the head as the hobo passed by. 

[color=dodgerblue]"Price? How very mercenary,"[/color] he replied with a netural tone. [color=dodgerblue]"I need..."[/color] momentarily, his eyes moved over to the rest of the larger battlefield they inhabited. The commotion from the newly-arrived cultists and the truck attempting to flee hadn't exactly escaped his notice. The truck appeared to be where the water was being stored. As much as he wanted to fight the actual robed cultists that appeared for the sake of satisfying his desire for cool comic moments in real life, he wasn't about to ignore his real reason for being here:

[color=dodgerblue][i]I need to make sure that water isn't lost![/i][/color]

But it was like Sovereign said: they had to beat these guys first before they could worry about that. [color=dodgerblue]"Need to stop that truck if our fellow Espers can't. Guns typically beat tires, so there's a mint condition Wonder Woman comic with your name in it should it come to that!"[/color] he offered, mentally patting himself on the back for finding a way to sate both his curiosity and his desire to serve the public in one moment.