ViceVersus
The character on the box art.
"It'll work," Sag drew and fired a shot. It buried into the block of dirt-specked ice, electricity arcing. It was one of his suppression rounds. Sag lowered his bow, surveying the damage done to the street. The fire hydrant still gushed across the block, whisking sand away in trails from the shambles of the building, which looked like an abandoned structure in the dust bowl. "You have good timing."
That was Sag's way of saying nice to meet you. The marksman gave a curt nod to his fellow League hero. There was an odd understanding between some League heroes - a quick once-over, a second to sum up someone that was mandated to be your ally. That tension was most often felt between supers with high-tier abilities, like what Element obviously had, and supers with technical skills or tools - which was the category that Sagitarre fell into. It was akin to distanced, divorced parents trading hands of the kids they had custody over. Not unpleasant. Not hostile. But sometimes uncertain .. and always tense.
"Will you need help transporting her?" Sag shook his head slightly to clear any cobwebs of the effects he had felt previously. He cast a glance to the sky, looking for the now-familiar sight of the low, squad NEST transport shuttles. They made a distinct kinnnnnnn sound that, in some vigilante circles, had come to represent the sound of League spooks kidnapping those with developing abilities.
But this was a whole new animal. On the surface, Sag felt pity for the woman subdued and captured. But at his military core, he only wished he had been there sooner, had better suppression abilities .. the marksman gave Element another once-over. Psions with their preternatural abilities had the flair of capes, glowing things, crazy hair .. this man Element in the suit struck a sharp contrast to Sag in his combat gear.
That was Sag's way of saying nice to meet you. The marksman gave a curt nod to his fellow League hero. There was an odd understanding between some League heroes - a quick once-over, a second to sum up someone that was mandated to be your ally. That tension was most often felt between supers with high-tier abilities, like what Element obviously had, and supers with technical skills or tools - which was the category that Sagitarre fell into. It was akin to distanced, divorced parents trading hands of the kids they had custody over. Not unpleasant. Not hostile. But sometimes uncertain .. and always tense.
"Will you need help transporting her?" Sag shook his head slightly to clear any cobwebs of the effects he had felt previously. He cast a glance to the sky, looking for the now-familiar sight of the low, squad NEST transport shuttles. They made a distinct kinnnnnnn sound that, in some vigilante circles, had come to represent the sound of League spooks kidnapping those with developing abilities.
But this was a whole new animal. On the surface, Sag felt pity for the woman subdued and captured. But at his military core, he only wished he had been there sooner, had better suppression abilities .. the marksman gave Element another once-over. Psions with their preternatural abilities had the flair of capes, glowing things, crazy hair .. this man Element in the suit struck a sharp contrast to Sag in his combat gear.