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[Statick]
As the heroes stood eyeing him up, assessing his motives, he sighed internally. If it weren't for the fact it would cause him agonising torment, he would've rubbed his eyes in frustration.
SSSS "Look," he said, "I gotta talk to the big man, or someone else who can rally the superpowered troops. Something big is coming and we're all going to need to be prepared when it arrives." He looked at the Baptist and then over his shoulder at Grey-Wraith. They were being deliberately obtuse, it seemed. He sighed again and launched himself through the air of New Congress' streets. These two couldn't help. He would have to find someone who could.