“We can learn a language very quickly, though the phrases within a language we have difficulty with.”
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“That is understandable.” Runa replies.
Soft laughter was heard from behind Bruce and Katrina.
“Really? A superhero team with someone called GrimBlade? Pardon my scepticism but I don’t think that’ll fly great with the public.”
The black knight was causally sitting behind the two on some junk, their red eye casting a fairly minor glow
“Simply put, You are a virus, not unlike the ones that I study. And viruses are programmed with the same goals: to feed, replicate, and spread. And You want to spread. You hunger to spread. You hunger for chaos. And I could give you something far better than the petty phone you are currently inhabiting.” Plague Knight responded to Malware.
@Runa
@jayzor17
The Creature bolted out of the station, and began to search for a place to find shelter.
Meanwhile, in another place: Ernest Frankwell clocked into his day job. Quickly throwing on a safety vest and hard hat, he walked out onto the docks.
“Yeah, sure! Sounds good to me.” Katrina replied.
Toxin frowned. “Look, I’m not even sure what’s going on. Okay?”
@Mctoran
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“Alright then,” Bruce said, eventually they would arrive back home.
“You will…soon…” The Plague Doctor cryptically said.
Katrina opened the front door and walked in.
@Mctoran
“If I’m the prophesied great one, or whatever, don’t ya think I should actually know what’s going on? Or, I could just, y’know… burst into gas and kill you all.”
He followed her inside and closed the door and locked it.
“So this should keep uninvited guests aways.” he jokes as he also activates a security system.
“Ah… Don’t remind me.” Katrina replied.
As if on cue the security system detected something outside
“Yeah…” he says.
He pulled up a hologram and looked to see what was outside.
Katrina walked up next to him, looking at the hologram.
“That was quick.” She remarked.
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A large bulky figure covered in jet black armour stood outside.
“Hello?..Anyone home?”
“You can say that again,” Bruce said. “I don’t think we should open the door.”
For the moment no one responded.
Katrina frowned. “Hm. Who is it, I wonder?”
“Look I just want to talk about superheroes, okay? Look I’ll put my axe away.”
The figure places their axe to their hip where it magnetically locks
“I don’t know,” Bruce said. “I really am fed up with these unexpected visits.”
“Funny you don’t look like one,” Bruce spoke through a mic.