After doing their respectively arduous tasks, the group found themselves confronted by the true culprit of the building's explosion: Firefly. Hellbent on killing the group, the pyromaniac Gothamite first took out their only lead, before turning his attention to the group at large. Now, the group has no choice but to fight him, before more innocents are hurt.
Shantae's feathers didn't really do much to Firefly - aside from just knocking him off balance a bit. He fell back in the air with a loud grunt, before redirecting his attention to the pesky bird who'd made said attack. "Piss off, Birdy!" Firefly exclaimed as he attempted to simply thwack her out of the air with his flamethrower in retaliation. However, this left him open for AMAZO to deliver his bomb-throw web-smash combo, which sent Firefly careening to the ground! A loud CRACK! could be heard as he collided with the ground and was launched back into the air - only to then be punched head-on by Diamondhead and assaulted by Sougo's drill simultaneously!
Firefly didn't have any time to reorient himself before Bardock delivered his subsequent punch, and then was promptly assaulted by Perni's javelins, Turing's rubble, and finally Fret's electrified punch! This barrage of attacks was enough to send Firefly hurling back to the ground, the man not standing a chance as he flopped and slid across the pavement like a fish that had just been chucked out of the water by a bodybuilder! And boy, did that do a number on his jetpack, too. Chunks and bits of metal and wire were spread across the ground in uneven sections, resulting in a mess all the way down the street. And then, just as he was about to get up and go for another round, All Might came in for his Texas Smash finisher! That mammoth of a punch sent him flying back all the way down the street - and landing in a crater that literally formed from the force of his impact alone.
And wouldn't you know it? Just when he was starting to pick himself back up, all Firefly could really do was gasp for air as Schezo sent a flurry of lightning bolts crashing down on him! Chunks of heavy metal flew from his suit and wings with that. Both his eyes and part of his mouth were now exposed, revealing even more the horribly disfigured man underneath. Somehow, despite this, his wings still worked. Albeit, it did take a moment or two for them to actually come online, with the jet thrusters sparking in and out of life until he was finally lifted back into the air.
And just in time, too! He narrowly avoided Red's flying rocks in the process. Firefly's breaths were coming out in what sounded like heavy gasps at this point. It was like that suit had been helping him breathe. Now that it was coming apart, he was having a harder time than ever! But despite that, he shakily managed to lift his flamethrower and take aim at Red below... only for Otto to knock him back more with his own explosives. By now, there really weren't any explosions left, thanks to his efforts - as well as Penny's, Lucifer's, and AMAZO's.
Before Firefly could even hope to recover from those bombs to the face, however, Maisha had wrapped his fibercord around his leg and started blasting away! The up close assault left him absolutely no room to fall back and avoid any shots, meaning that his armor was now taking the brunt of all that fire and missile! Slowly, with each hit, much smaller chunks were ripped off in pieces. This lasted a good bit, until Firefly finally managed to speak again,
"GET... OFF!!!"
His words came out in a pained gasp as he kicked his wing's thrusters into a clear overdrive and attempted to take off into the sky - with Maisha attached! Firefly's hope was that Maisha would dislodge both himself and the rope that was still attached to him. His movements were erratic and uncalculated - like a literal bull in a China shop. It was during this time that Sanford managed to latch on with his hook as well. Now, he had two grown-ass, armored men weighing him down. And it was starting to show as Firefly's descent became faster and more apparent by the second. And then, on top of THAT, Voss joined the party too, and began to rip away at his wings like others had before. Smoke was flying out of the jetpack now, getting all up in the thief's face as he ripped apart what remained of his wings. High-pitched whirring noise of pure malfunction screeched from the jetpack's compartment.
But Firefly very well knew what was happening. A loud, sharp cry escaped him as he reversed the thrusters of his jetpack and flew right back into a nearby building's wall. His goal was now to crush Voss - as well as hopefully kick both Sanford and Maisha off as well. But just when he (presumably) got them off, Trevor wrapped his own weapon around him, only to follow up with a punch to his face! Over half of his mask had broken off at this point. All that really remained was his upper mouth, nose, and half an eye. The rest had long since broken off in fragmented, shattered pieces. Following this, Firefly shook his head to reorient himself... but then Julia leaped up and wrapped herself around him. A deep-rooted, inhumane growl left Firefly then, as he used whatever energy was left in his jetpack to try and knock the bitch off him! He couldn't really speak anymore, but his displeasure was being put out in the open.
But still, she did hold him in place, Happy Chaos' shots all hit their mark with pinpoint accuracy. Each one chipped away just another large chunk of his armor, making it fall to the ground in pieces. His wings also sustained heavy damage during this onslaught as well. And as the final culmination of all these attacks, Cole's heavy lightning attack was enough to finally do Firefly in! It struck his winged jetpack head-on just as he'd planned, and that, combined with all the other attacks, had been enough to literally destroy the jetpack entirely!
The ensuing explosion was enough to knock Julia off of Firefly entirely, as well as send him falling to the ground one last time. He landed with a loud cracking noise, as yet another crater was formed in his wake. He laid there, twitching on the ground. The once confident arsonist was just like putty in the ground now. It wasn't even very clear if he was conscious or not.
"WOW!" Negan exclaimed from the side as he walked over to Firefly's twitching body. He crouched down next to the downed maniac, giving him a nudge with good 'ole Lucille. "You really did a number on this asshole, huh?" Lucille went up under Firefly's mask, digging his head out of the pavement where it was buried. Firefly's was surprisingly still conscious, albeit barely. His eye was violently twitching - both of them having been practically swollen shut. His mouth was hung agape as he struggled to breathe in, although it was very clearly a struggle to do even that.
Negan winced at the sight before removing Lucille from under his mask and promptly standing back up to his feet. He shook his head, "Yeah, sorry pal..." he grinned a sadistic grin as Lucille was slowly raised above his head. "But this is for your own good..."
CRASH!
Before Negan could bring down his prized bat on Firefly's head, however, a large crash was seen right across from where he stood. It was on the other end of the small crater that had formed in Firefly's wake. The resulting shock from it was so heavy that it shook everyone that was on ground level. A ton of rubble was tossed up into the air, spewing all over everyone nearby - including Negan. A large cloud of smoke and dust formed around that spot. Negan tried to look up behind his arm, maybe get a view of whatever it was. However, as two bright, red silhouettes could be seen in the center, it could be seen who it was.
"Oh... shit..."
Without a second thought, Negan turned and booked it behind one of Hershel's makeshift shields. He hid behind it like the other refugees, although he kept his head poked out to see who it was. Luckily for him, Superman didn't seem to be focused on him - or anyone from the group, really. The clouded figure simply made his way over to Firefly and reached down. His grip was so tight that the loud crack of his suit's miniscule remnants could be heard, as Firefly was effortlessly lifted into the air. Those two red eyes only glowed brighter, and brighter....
The last thing that was heard from Firefly was a loud, horrific scream as Superman's lasers burned right through his mask. His body went limp in seconds, and his now faceless body was effortlessly dropped to the ground. Back into the crater from where it came. And then, slowly, Superman turned to all of you, just as the smoke began to clear...
And then, he turned to the air, and flew off.
By the time the smoke cleared, he was entirely gone from sight. Negan sat there for a moment, lips pursed as he looked around. Joel stood up too, keeping Tess in his arm as he did so. "Was... was that it...?"
"No."
The familiar voice of Lex Luthor's could be heard over what sounded like an intercom. If any of you were to look around for a source, then you'd soon find the answer to be quite obvious...
A large, semi-futuristic looking jet hovered above all of you, before slowly landing in the street. It landed in a safe area so no one was crushed, of course. Its back was turned to the group as a whole, and slowly, a platform began to descend from the bottom. "Get in. Your work's done here. Those of you who can fly, stay on the outside. We're pursuing Superman."
Not seeing much of a choice (especially since he was partially injured), he helped Tess into the jet slowly. Negan followed behind, whistling to himself like nothing had happened as he just casually waltzed inside. Of course, the rest of you had your reservations against Lex... but for now, what choice did you have?
Once everyone was inside the jet, it slowly lifted into the air, and began to take off.
Samus' first two homing missiles were narrowly avoided thanks to Firefly's impressive flight skills and itchy flamethrower trigger finger. However, the last one struck him head on, sending him spiraling back a bit. He let out a cry as the missile stung against his arm - although his suit seemed to be protecting him from any true, vital damage. The subsequent redirected plasma shot had struck Firefly head on, causing him to scream out in pain as it struck his arm. The plasma was hot enough to melt past his suit and single his arm a little. Smoke quickly began to pour from the bubbling wound, which Firefly quickly covered with his other hand.
"Gaahhh... you'll... PAY for that!" Firefly cried as he lifted his flamethrower and shot a large burst toward Schezo.
Whether or not the fire struck Schezo, he still managed to get his shot off when it came to his dark matter balls. Firefly growled as they began to chase him, trying their best to surround him. His jets were pretty fast, though, and his goal was to hopefully just outrun them so they didn't do whatever attack they had in store. However, this manic flying came at the price of being completely oblivious to Luigi's next attack! The mighty swing of the plumber was an instant success, landing on Firefly's side and sending him skyrocketing toward the ground with a sharp yell!
The only problem? Schezo's dark matter balls were now focused on Luigi.
Unfortunately, Firefly was quick to get back up. So quick, in fact, that Ciri missed her mark entirely as he flew back up into the air! Yup, even her blinking couldn't save her from the speed of his thrusters. He simply dodged it like a pro, watching with a snicker as she fell to the hard ground below. This time of inner-gloating proved to be detrimental, however, because Tess had actually managed to get a shot off! The bullet struck the back of his jetpack, sending sparks flying from it for a moment. It remained in tact, however, and before Tess could reload, Firefly had already turned around.
"You think that PEASHOOTER will stop me!?" The pyromaniac shouted to Tess as he reached into his pocket and produced several more bombs. He threw them at the group angrily, mostly aiming for Tess.
"SHIT!" Joel shouted as he stood up and broke out into a full sprint toward Tess. He leaped into the air just before those bombs went off, arm wrapping around her stomach and pulling her out of harms way - just as the bombs went off. Hopefully everyone behind them got out safely as well.
Firefly was about to open fire again, when Ben made his move. Diamondhead's... well, diamonds, were unfortunately pretty visible in the bright, sunshiny area. One of them had managed to strike Firefly's wing just barely, though the rest were dodged pretty swiftly. AMAZO, meanwhile, may have stopped the building's upper level from blowing up... as well as successfully attacking Firefly. The sticky web wrapped around him long enough for him to get blown away by his own bombs. Another shout escaped him as they all exploded in his face, sending him flying back through the air and into the nearby building.
AMAZO's subsequent scan would reveal that he was weak to other sticky-based attacks like the web, as well as physical attacks. Fire-based attacks like the bombs, on the other hand, wouldn't do much against him. His suit was pretty much indestructible when it came to anything fire-related. This much was obvious as Firefly soon re-emerged from the rubble moments later with a growl, and began to fire a huge burst of flame toward AMAZO - as well as Ben.
During this time, Red managed to strike him head on with her scissors! This sent him fumbling in the air for a bit, before the water came pouring down on him as well. The water... really didn't do anything besides make him wet, unfortunately, but at least the scissors seemed to hurt him a bit. He rubbed his head and growled for a moment, before raising chucking a few bombs in the direction of Red... wherever she landed, that is. Before he could do any further attacks, however, he turned just in time to see Jeff flying toward him with both knives in hand.
Firefly quickly changed the direction of his thrusters again, sending Jeff flying right past him. The pyromaniac turned to laugh at his expense, only to be met with Duke's pipe bomb to the face. That sent him flying again, crashing into the side of yet another building. But once more, he was unharmed, due to the aforementioned fire resistance. A growl escaped Firefly as a bomb of his own was sent flying down towards Duke. Lucifer had managed to leap up and ram into him while he was focused on the action hero, though, which left him open to Cloud's attack!
All those slashes did quite the number on his jetpack - enough to actually send him flying back by the time it was all said and done. But unlike before, his jetpack was very clearly becoming damaged. Smoke rose out of its center as sparks began to fly out. Firefly growled angrily as this happened, and reached behind him.
"I WON'T... LOSE!!!"
Firefly's angry exclamation was followed by him throwing his biggest heap of bombs yet. They were all sent flying down toward the group, each one landing all around the ground level groups. Hershel's shield managed to protect anyone who got behind them - but everyone else? Well, there were enough bombs at this point to line the entire street, and all of them were set to go off in a couple of mere seconds. So... do the math.
Negan was luckily hidden behind the shield during all of this, but Joel? Well, Joel didn't have any such luck. The best he could do was hunch over and flinch, holding onto Tess all the while.
Firefly had no idea what Maisha was saying in that nonsensical language of his, but what he did no was an oncoming attack when he saw one. Quickly, those thrusters turned into reverse, pushing the pyromaniac out of the way of the oncoming blast of plasma. He laughed, then, as it struck the building behind him. In fact, it was actually the building Cloud, Sephiroth, Schezo, and Hel were on!
"Nice try!" Firely exclaimed as he began to fire a large burst of flame from his flamethrower in Maisha's direction. The Hunter still managed to get a shot-off in the meantime, however, but other than slightly deterring Firefly's fight for a moment... it really didn't seem to do anything.
Before he could go and deal with The Hunter or Maisha personally, however, Fret made his grand reentrance and began to riddle bullets in his direction! The Firefly held up an arm at that, as his hand bullets merely bounced off his armor. He was just about to surge forward and tackle the boy... thing, before a rather giant bullet was hurdled in his direction.
"SHIT!" Firefly shouted as he quickly changed his flight trajectory - narrowly missing the bullet in the process. He growled and prepped his flamethrower, only for Lilith to suddenly appear behind him and hurl spikes at his jetpack! They didn't pierce the outer metal, though they did send him wobbling in the air a bit. He turned, then, so he could attack Lilith... only for Duke Nukem to hurl Jeff onto him. "GET... OFF ME!!!" Firefly shouted as he began to slam his foot into the killer's face until he inevitably let go and fell to the ground.
And it was in this moment that Otto had landed on his back, only to begin trying to rip apart the machinery that made his jetpack work. Firefly growled as this happened, before reversing his thrusters yet again. Before long, he'd slammed his back into the building Hel, Schezo, Sephiroth, and Cloud were on, with the intention of crushing Otto... or at the very least getting him off his back. Assuming he was successful, Firefly recovered just in time for that large chunk of rubble to be hurled right at his face. He swiftly dodged it, and as a counter measure, Firefly chuckled and reached into his pocket. It was then that he produced a handful of several tiny... bombs? Yes, bombs. With a manic laugh, he chucked the handful of bombs right into the building's massive hole. Within seconds, they detonated, causing the upstairs room to start collapsing! And it easily would have wounded anyone else in there, should they not escape in time.
Amongst the rampage in Metropolis’ very own concrete jungle, three individuals stood to break up the fight. Innocents were being harmed in the midst of the titans’ clash, after all. Not to mention the sheer amount of collateral damage that ensued. The group was known as S.E.E.S. (or the Specialized Extracurricular Execution Squad, for anyone inclined to know the name). These heroes had saved the world once already. From the embodiment of Death itself, in fact.
So stopping some rampaging sorta tall monster people in the streets of a big city? That was nothing.
The one leading the charge was none other than Mitsuru Kirijo, former leader of S.E.E.S. as well as the current leader of the Kirijo Group.
A woman screamed out, this being a civilian running from the destruction that was being caused by the rampaging monsters. The reason for the scream aside from the obvious, that being the giant monsters? Buildings were being destroyed and some rubble was falling down towards said woman, aiming to crush her, her eyes closed as she waited for the end.
“Artemisia!”
At first it seemed like the rubble had just destroyed itself in midair, like all it took was just that one word to destroy the rubble. But to anyone else with a certain kind of power to see that wasn’t the case for a figure, that being one of a woman, with a whip was floating in front of the woman before it disappeared and footsteps could be heard. And the source was none other than the red haired woman that was leading the charge against these monsters, Mitsuru Kirijo. Reaching the woman with a rapier in her left hand, she held a hand out to the woman. “Can you stand?”
With a nod in response to Mitsuru’s question, she took her hand and was pulled up by Mitsuru. “Th-Thank you for saving me!” A small smile appeared on Mitsuru’s face in response to the woman’s words.
“It’s no trouble. Now get to safety, my friends and I will help take care of this.” As the woman ran past her after giving Mitsuru a nod, Mitsuru sighed. “It seems even other worlds need our help. This has to be put to a stop before more civilians get injured.” She glanced over her shoulder before looking back at the rampaging monsters.
Size wise, it reminded her of when they stopped the embodiment of Death itself, even if these were bigger, but this time it was three at once instead of just one. But it wasn’t anything they couldn’t handle and it didn’t seem like anyone else in the city was attempting to stop them. Naturally, it seemed like another mission for S.E.E.S, even if they weren’t called that anymore.
Even without their entire team, they were still strong enough with just the three of them.
“Junpei! Akihiko! We all need to focus on one at a time, splitting up and trying to take on one at a time alone is suicide. From there, we’ll need to immobilize them to make sure they can’t harm anyone. Help any civilians if you can but our main priority is stopping the monsters. Are you two ready?”
And as Mitsuru Kirijo took the stage, another voice barked calm, assertive orders from behind her - precise like a surgeon, not a hint of fear or uncertainty in his voice, directing the fleeing civilians as he made his way toward Mitsuru herself.
“Clear the park, all of you, as fast as you can! Quickly, come on!” Craning his head and hardening his gaze, he knelt down and caught a child clutching a stuffed animal by the shoulder, kneeling down to meet her bloodshot eyes and speaking to her gently, yet assertive as was the air he maintained. "Can you find your parents?" he asked, and the girl shook her head no. “Alright,” he began, looking over his shoulder and gesturing toward a nearby police cruiser, lights blaring fluorescent sapphire and ruby. “You go find a police officer, and stay with them until I get back, alright? My name’s Akihiko Sanada. Call me Aki, if you like. Your parents are gonna be fine - I promise. Right now, you just need to keep yourself safe.” As the girl nodded to him and he nodded reassuringly in turn, he let go of her shoulders and stood to his full height, rolling his shoulders and cracking his knuckles as he took his place beside Mitsuru.
Burgundy scarf and beige blazer buffeted by the harsh wind, Akihiko surveyed the situation, raising a hand to make gestures to accompany his train of thought, even as his jaw tightened and his brow clenched, worry evident through his features, tantamount in his eyes and in the way he spoke, urgent and calculated yet a beat too fast, rushing through like the footfalls of a man running on a treadmill going a tad too fast.
“If they get out of the park’s bounds, they’ll put ten times as many civilians in danger. We should keep their attention on us, keep them distracted until we can weigh up our options properly. It’ll be difficult with two targets, but if we’re smart, we’ll be fine. You ready, Junpei? I don’t think we’ll be needing to pull our punches.”
“What kinda question is that?” The jovial, upbeat voice of Junpei Iori asked from the side. He had on his signature outfit - and in his hand, he held his signature baseball bat. Junpei wasn’t one to really bark orders - he left that sorta thing to Akihiko and Mitsuru. Nah, he was here for the dirty work. The “action”. Ya know, all that shit.
“Da Man” turned as the sounds of a little girl sobbing could be heard nearby. She’d been trapped behind what seemed to be a wall of rubble. Similar to the girl Akihiko had saved, she clutched what seemed to be a teddy bear in her hand. And... aw man, was she in her pajamas? It was getting pretty late, so it made sense. The sun was already startin’ to set, after all! What followed was the reveal of a familiar fake gun - Junpei’s evoker.
“Tristmegistus!”
Just like Mitsuru moments prior, Junpei’s Persona was revealed behind him - though only his fellow Persona users could actually see it. It took the appearance of a shimmering gold and red knight with wide, golden wings. Unbeknownst to everyone else, the Persona proceeded to use “Gigantic Fist” to outright strike the rubble, sending it flying in several directions. The sobbing little girl flinched and let out a scream at first, afraid she was being attacked by one of the rampaging Titans. However, as the smoke cleared, she’d find Junpei kneeling down with a friendly smile.
“Hey… it’s okay now.” Junpei spoke in a calm voice, much different from the normally loud and upbeat voice he had. The girl sat there for a moment, unsure of what to do. But the subsequent sounds of further explosions rocking the streets encouraged her to run forward, leaping into Junpei’s arms. Junpei smiled and pat her on the back, before turning and running away to the nearby grass. Once there, he set her down on the ground. “You go find your mother, okay? Or like… a police officer or somethin’!”
The little girl nodded, and Junpei watched her run off with a smile.
With that, the three Persona users surged forward through the streets, ready to take down whatever other threats presented themselves… or just save whatever other lives they could.
With the attack on the nearby building, the group split off into groups to hopefully cover more ground and find Superman. No such luck was given, however, although they did fight other villains of interest. One group fought a crazy man who tried to mind control them - believing himself to be the Mad Hatter from Alice in Wonderland. Another group set up a first aid camp on the ground level and helped out as many civilians as possible.
The final group freed a group of hostages on the top floor, and after doing so, they met a man named Mister Combustible. It was revealed here that the attacker wasn't Superman, but rather a pyromaniac hailing from Gotham City who calls himself Firefly. Just who is Firefly, and why did he attack a building outside his home turf? And where is Superman? Not to mention... why had he been missing prior to going crazy, and just what is his relationship with Lex Luthor?
"Well, there's a few people, actually," Combustible said to AMAZO as he pushed himself off the wall. "But your best bet would probably be-"
BOOOM!!!
Combustible was cut off by the sound of an explosion nearby. It was loud enough to shake the foundation of the already rickety building, which in turn, knocked Combustible off his feet and onto his ass. Those of you who cared to look out the gaping hole in the building would find that a car had exploded nearby... followed by another. And another.
"AAAAAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAA!!! BOOOOM!!!"
The raspy, manic laughter that followed these explosions was from a new voice to everyone in the group. Well- everyone except Cole. He'd actually be quick to recognize it as the same voice of that Firefly fellow he'd seen in the thug's memories. He flew right past the first aid group with his flamethrower in hand. It left a trail of blazing, orange inferno in its wake - passing right through that camp with ease. Negan was quick to hop out of the way of the blazing trail, his grip on Lucille as tight as could be all the while.
Luckily, should everyone else had moved out of the way, they'd have been fine. The same couldn't be said for some of the civilians, though. Had they not been grabbed in time, they certainly would've been burned to a fine crisp. Those car barricades didn't stand a chance against the high-powered flamethrower Firefly had.
The group who'd just fought Hatter would have been exiting the building at this exact time, with Joel having been the first one out.
"Shit!" Joel cursed as he leaped into cover after nearly being roasted alive. He turned to the rest of the group, motioning for them to do the same. "Everyone, find some fuckin' cover!"
Firefly hardly seemed focused on any of the ground level groups, however. No, instead, the jetpack wearing pyromaniac flew up to the top floor and right through the hole that'd already been made. Combustible let out a sharp gasp and attempted to crawl back. Firefly, however, didn't care. His gaze was focused solely on the light-bulb headed thug as he burst forward and quickly yanked him up by his collar.
"You shouldn't go around spillin' other people's secrets!" The Firefly shouted in his raspy voice while the thug dangled in his grasp.
"I-I'm sorry!" Combustible cried, his smooth, calm air gone in an instant. His legs kicked desperately as they dangled in the air, but this was to no avail unfortunately. "P-please! Just lemme go! I-I-I'll make it up to ya!" The thug continued to cry as Firefly pulled him up nice and close to his mask. His hoarse breathing accentuated every begging breath Combustible gave, and once he was done, all Firefly could do was laugh.
"Sorry pal! That grovelin' may work on RATS like Cobblepot..." Firefly let out a dry chuckle as he floated back toward the edge of the hole. "But I'm much more interested in seein' if you're as 'combustible' as they say!"
With that, Firefly tossed him out the window. The man screamed as he fell down the building's side. What followed was Firefly firing a heavy burst of flame in his direction - which the man himself was soon engulfed in. His screams became even more manic and desperate as the fire climbed from his legs to his torso, until it finally reached his glass head. Once his head was engulfed, it trashed and shook violently... before exploding in a thousand tiny shards of glass. His body hit the ground with a sickening CRUNCH! soon after, with a small crater forming beneath him.
"Ouch!" Firefly laughed as he hovered above the two ground level groups - and just below the ones who were still on the top floor. "Well, that's one asshole down!" Firefly exclaimed, his flamethrower beginning to spark once more. "Let's see if the rest of you 'heroes' last much longer! AAAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAA!!"
"Woah... woah..." Negan said as he held up both hands. He didn't like the idea of having that giant, over the top canon pointed right at his beautiful face. After all, just about anyone with flesh and bone would be intimidated by the sight of whatever swirling mass of death Samus kept inside her cannon. He gulped, and then looked up to the others. "Look... I don't know what you think," Negan paused and gestured to his chest. "But we're the good guys."
Combustible turned and stared as Perni made her way in. He stared for a long moment in complete silence, before turning to the others in the group,
"Who the hell is she??"
Whether or not he got an answer to his question, the thug proceeded to turn and face Red as she asked her question next. "Uhhhh...." Combustible shrugged lightly, "Pretty sure it's because Superman was always like- toppling his nefarious schemes or whatever." he made a rolling motion with his hand. He was very clearly not very interested in the topic of Superman. "I don't really know all the details - Gotham was always more my forte. Not this place."
"About... two weeks, give or take?" Combustible replied to AMAZO with another shrug of his shoulders. He crossed his arms thereafter, only to then lean against the nearby wall once more. "Haven't really been keepin' track, bein' honest."
The loud clanking of Samus Aran's metal footsteps did not go unnoticed by everyone at the camp. Negan Smith was still watching the perimeter, after all. Well... sort of. He hadn't really been taking his position too seriously. He just didn't want to get caught in the middle of whatever the hell that blonde skinny guy's deal was. Dude clearly had his own beef, after all. Negan didn't want any part in that.
But while the others interacted with each other, Negan couldn't help but notice the heavily armored individual approaching them. He squinted as he got a good look at her, all while Lucille remained rested over his shoulder. Once he was sure that they were approaching, he raised his free hand slowly, all so he could point in her direction.
"So..." Negan spoke loud enough to get the attention of everyone nearby. "The sci-fi space marine's one of ours, right?"
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