He deadpanned to the comment about Mopeds.
"No shit... He pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed only to look at Pickles with a quirked brow pertaining to the yellow guy to which he simply shrugged.
The sound of motorcycles approaching rang in Jayce's ears and he looked up, his eyes narrowing. They thought they were some tough shit. Jayce found himself smirking as the action progressed. But initially, he hadn't joined but rather, leaned up against the totaled car and looked on, gauging Pickles combative skills. He would say he was impressed, if Pickles had
intentionally took down three on purpose but instead he had lady look on his side. Shaking his head he instead decided to start walking away, that was until he felt the bunt end of a Woodstock slam into the back of his head. He slumped forward, his feet remained planted but his movements did not falter. He looked up, his eyes glowing a deep magenta as he watched the one cyclist ride by. The second coming up from behind, knocking Jayce off his feet.
"And where do you think your going bud, huh?" The first assailant asked.
"He thinks he can walk away from all this." His buddy quipped.
"Nah...That's not happening." His other buddy snickered before the first one joined in. But something soon felt wrong when Jayce joined in.
"Heheheheeheheh..." The first biker narrowed his eyes.
"What's so funny?" Jayce, clutching his side, stood up, a big smile on his face.
"You guys are. You see-" He began walking to them bending his head side to side to crack his neck as he rolled his shoulders.
"Here I was, minding my own business, talking with a fellow hero with, at the time, no idea what the hell was going on other than the fact that some shit for brains in a piss stain colored suit was being chased down by him. Then, you guys decide to show up and ruin everyones perfectly good day by-"BANG Jayce was thrown back by the shotgun blast, slamming his head against the ground. His shirt, clothes, ripped to shreds by the buckshot. He laid there silently.
"Fucking talk to much..."
"Let's get the other on"
"YOU SONOVA BITCH! Do you have ANY IDEA how much this FUCKING JACKET COSTS!? He practically hopped up from his position and in a blind show of speed, had his fist meet the bikers face in record time, shattering the jaw and fracturing his skull, all the while sending the man airborne. His other friend was shocked and went to take off and would have gotten away had it not been for the fact that Jayce had grabbed and bent the back tire of the other guy's bike. Terrified he looked back, Jayce with a glean in his eye that reeked of death.
"This is a $2,000 Jacket custom made and custom fit...oh wait...I'm sorry...WAS!" With the man still on the back, he through it against the totaled car. Knocking the guy unconscious. Then he turned his attention to the other three, a crazed look in his eye.
On the Streets Outside of HQ
Lazy eyes looked ahead as he weaved through the crowds with Reaper, only for them to slightly widen at the thought of hidden intentions but quickly faded as they came through. Thankfully an apology came through but he shook his head.
"Don't apologize for something that you believe in. I only back up those who are justified in their actions and question the morality of those around them. People who see darkness in the light. Do you know what I mean?" He looked over with a quirked brow before looking away for a second to exhale the smoke from the cigarette, avoiding getting any of it in Violets face.
"Its the fact that you see life like this is why I invited you to come with me. You and me both have that in common." The cherry from his smoke brightening from behind his hood as another trail of smoke followed suit.
"We ground ourselves in our morals and values and expect the same from those around. But we both know humans are simply that...human. We stray away from what is right for something that better's our selfish side. Greed can be a funny sin if you think about it. People take and take until the weight of the world crashes down upon them. It isn't until their misfortune do they find true fortune...Knowledge. For our wonderful director-" He exhaled another trail. His voice carried this nonchalant tone about it.
"It's his pride. It has closed his eyes and shut doors and burned bridges in his career and yet he continues to move about life like nothing is wrong. Hence why what happened to you happened. But you're not alone." He turned down a street a bit away from the larger crowds on a less traffic filled area of the city. His paced slowed as his tone changed slightly. He sighed as lowered his head and looked over to Violet again, a light smirk on his face.
"So you weren't wrong when you said that I had another reason for bringing you along with me." Soon enough he stopped. On his left was the monument dedicated to those lost by Juubilee. He glanced over at it with a grim expression before looking back over to her.
"It's time for a change within the rankings of HQ, specifically, the resignation of a certain director that has fallen from his moral duty to his heroes, blatant disregard to the efforts of those who serve, and failure to promote those who deserve it and I can think of no one better to sit at the director's chair then you, Violet Reaper, or should I say, Director Sokolov." He now turned to face her. In his eyes there was confidence and overall seriousness to them. He would let this sink in before speaking up.
"I already have gained a number of heroes willing to go through with this. A few S ranks, plenty of B ranks and other A ranks. All of which who had lost faith in the Director's ability to properly supervise those under him. I have some even within HQ itself willing to help out and if that's not enough-" He leaned in, not enough to make her feel uncomfortable but enough to privatize the conversation even more.
"What would you say if I said I could increase your powers to the point that you would give Guardian a run for his money?" Giving a light smile, he leaned away, taking another drag off his cigarette.
Angel, Guardian, Ana, Sweet Devil
Angel eyed her up before releasing here shining barrier.
"I'll be watching you..." Angel moving closer to Dread and attempted to continue the healing process. Guardian on the other hand moved over to Dread and put her hand in his own, sad eyes looked at her.
"I should have been more careful. I let myself get careless and I put you in harms way...""Look son...Blaming yourself won't undo what happened and you know it. Right now its just best to stay with her and keep her at ease. Guardian nodded and looked back out the door, seeing someone else approaching.
"Hey...Here to see Dread as well?" Angel glanced up to look at the new comer with the same cautious eyes as she did with Sweet Devil.
