Snippet #1488621

"If you'd prefer to live to spend your hard-earned monetary compensation, however, then yes, a mask is a good idea. We can swing by whatever you're living in these days if you like, but I also have a spare."

"Uh.. Point taken," James said, a nasty thought running through his head. When Gabriel pulled out a makeshift and breathable cloth for a mask, no doubt for the bottom part of his face, James took the cloth in his hand and examined it. He rubbed it between his fingers and nodded... That would go very nicely with what he had... "Well, that's nice of you to offer, but this really just doesn't suit me by itself," Jame said, placing it around his neck. He then copped a smirk and peeled back the wet leather jacket and reveal what he was hiding. An old time venetian styled mask with a slight beak. It looked similar to a raven, except for the gaudy color scheme of blues and whites. Of course, it would draw attention away long enough for something... Unlucky to happen. Plus, James tried to have a certain type of flair, if his vest and tie didn't give that away.

James then chuckled, and began to explain, "See, I won this is that card game. Hell if I know where they got it from, bought it from some museum, stole it from another super? I don't know... But it's mine now. I might just keep it," He said, fastening it and allowed it to hang limply around his neck for the time being.

After Gabriel's explanation of the target, a new drug called "Fire's Touch" James shook his head. He was never the one for drugs... Alcohol, sure, but not drugs. Stuff like that could make one lose their mind, plus it would probably cause James to spontaneously combust because of some drug-addled use of his powers. "Like we need more of that crap introduced here," He mumbled as Gabriel started towards wherever the good were held. The drugs were eating into people's pocketbooks, which meant that people didn't have as much money to spend, and that meant not as much money to gamble with. Although, he will admit... The drugs did have bad ass names like that.

In a few moments, they arrived at a rather... Ordinary warehouse being patrolled by guards. Of course, throw the goods in the middle of nowhere, that way no one would be the wiser on where to find the junk. No one apart from Gabriel it seemed.

"What do you think it would do to you if that man decided that he really needed to use the restroom in about ten seconds?"

James looked at the the guard where Gabriel pointed... A simple thug and hired gun. Probably didn't even know that he sat on a stockpile of drugs that could hook the entire block. At any rate, the man just stood there, guarding... Doing what he was paid for. He was rocking back-and-forth rythmically, almost as if the man was bored... Almost? Nah, it was pretty much guaranteed the man was bored. For now atleast.

"Depends on how much he drank recently, I suppose," James said. He wasn't completely sure of the basis his power worked. However, he was pretty sure there was a scientific explanation, he just couldn't come up with one himself. As it stood, the amount of backlash he received depended on how full the man's bladder was... James glanced back at the guard as his legs squeezed together and a hand shot to his groin. Looks like someone had to piss like a race horse.

"Now, it's up to whether he wants to drain the lizard right now or suffer- Argh!" James finished the sentence with a grunt as a muscle in his thigh tightened... A damned cramp. Well, that was a good sign, it meant the guard's bladder wasn't that empty. He grabbed Gabriel's shoulder as he put pressure on the leg and pressed on it with a hand, trying to uncramp it. "Cramp, cramp..." He muttered to Gabriel. Finally with the cramp gone, "That was quick. Least the muscle didn't snap in half," He joked as he rubbed his thigh.

He then looked back over to the guard who had decided that enough was enough and left his post... In quite a hurry to attend to some unlucky business. "Now, what was that about hacking?" He asked Gabriel as if the cramping incident never happened. He was glad Gabriel knew how to hack the thing... James couldn't do it without worrying about it exploding under his hands...