LOCATION(s): Alleyway -> Warehouse -> Government facility
Talos took one last, angry look at lightning girl, before he darted off to the wall and dug his hands in hard, scaling it quickly, before he was on the roof and out of site. He was in a very rough shape, and staying to fight was not the logical choice at all at this point. He had been bested, and that irritated him greatly. He needed some human bone to rebuild his face. He looked down at the street and saw the drunk guy from earlier, still passed out. Talos easily manged to snap the man's neck and sling him over his metal shoulder, then he began to head back to his warehouse.
A few hours later and Talos was attaching in the last piece of black metal to his head. The gunshot and the lightning strike had destroyed very intricate pieces of his face that took a while to be fixed. While fixing his head, Talos's main problem had dawned on him - he was alone. If these heroes ganged up on him, he would lose. Either he needed to make sure to take them on one at a time, or he needed comrades. Finally, he was done. He placed down his tools, looking out of the window to see that it was now dawn. He turned on the television hooked up to the wall in front of him. The news was playing a story about a bank robbery last night. Something that he hadn't heard about. Then the TV began to figure? Something wrong with the screen? But it then became very apparent that something much stranger was taking place here. Words. Images of suffering animals. And then, a sudden, very faded shot of two masked men in an alleyway. He had a perfect image in his mind of last night - the two masked men he had encountered. Perhaps just a coincidence. But nothing ever was in this world.
But it was time to head out again. Last night made it pretty obvious that he needed some new tech. And he was thinking of something that could possibly match a blast of electricity in cutting and flesh-destroying ability. There was a government facility in the city that could definitely hold some experimental, private technology. He decided not to wear a disguise, not wanting to have another one made unusable, instead donning a colour-changing silicone suit of his own creation (co-incidentally, also re-engineered from tech he stole from a government facility) which allowed him to easily blend in. He took the things he needed to break in, then headed out.
It wasn't long before he reached the facility. Watching from an alley, it seemed well guarded. He needed to plan a way to get in. There was a cluster of trees which could provide good cover. He also needed to make sure not to trip the alarm to something like this. Or at least, when he was already on the way out. He slipped around into the tree cover, reaching the side of the building, checking for guards along the whole distance. He reached the wall, feeling a hand along to try and find a weaker spot. But there was no weak spot. This was a sight he should have seen coming. Perhaps he needed to try and dispose of a guard to expose a spot he could slip in. He threw a small, vibrating device into a shrub, which made it shake, then stood back. As a guard walked up, he gripped a piece of wire in his hands and dove them both into the bushes. Only Talos came out. He slipped inside the building, knowing it would take little time for the guards to notice their fallen comrade. He needed to get to where the weapons would be stored, quickly, as he navigated the hallways.