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A Gravity field... Another gravity field actually. Of course, the first reaction James had was, "What the fu-" Before he was cut off by the sudden jar of his feet leaving the ground. However, instead of being queasy or uneasy about the whole flying business, James kindly found it... Enjoyable. Almost like a rollercoaster. Although, the height bit did strain his mind a bit, but he felt if Luck was going to pile-drive him into the ground, then it would have done it so already... As it was, James felt Luck had something a little more... Sinister in mind.

Perhaps it was his warped and slightly crazy mind, but James like the various twists and turns. If he was to be a be a lord of luck, and subsequently be lorded by it, then the best he could do was spit in it's face every now and then. Perhaps not the most rational thought, but most rational thoughts don't include jumping out of a speeding car into a heated brawl with supers... Nope, not rational in the slightest.

Still, the ride came to a sudden halt, with James landing on his back... Seems like his new gracious leader had yet to warm up to him. "If you have to vomit, take it away from my house, please," A familiar voice rang. Charlie. James just chuckled and stood up, brushing the dirt off of his trench coat and sliding the mask and cloth down around his neck.

James walked in behind Charlie and too heard Greg's question and Charlies subsequent response. James took the other chair, the one he had sat in earlier that day and began to play the the dice he fished out of his pocket, his bat resting against the side of the chair. "Odds are.. Sketchy," James said, looking at the dice in his hands, "I can't even completely control them all of the time," Now he began to shake the dice in his hands. "Odds are what they are, an idea. Something no one can truly put reigns on. All the preparation in the world can even fail with a little bit of bad luck," He said, throwing the dice on the table... Snake-eyes. Not a very promising sign. "As it is, Luck never gives... Only lend..." James said cryptically, retrieving his dice and rubbing them together again.

"Trashed my baby, but saved my ass. Even exchange, I guess."

"I'm sorry for that... Just seemed like the thing to do in the heat of the moment..." James said, reddening a little. He did feel bad about that, but if there was one thing he knew... It was even exchanges. He was still waiting on his.