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[font=serif]When Connor gave the signal, Eric turned toward the fire manipulator, rolling his eyes behind his mask.

[color=#6CC417][b]"I'm a vigilante not a savage."[/b][/color]

[color=#6CC417][i]Besides I'm not the one who [b]sets things on fire[/b] for a power.[/i][/color]

He pulled his hood over and gestured for Gizmo (rather Alex in Gizmo's suit) to go forward. Though young, the twins managed to figure out a way to be physically on par with any of the other supers that inhabited Violet City. It was admirable, even if Sang-hyeok never particularly related to him. He never had much affection for engineering or robotics and the closest he ever got to figuring out computers worked was a summer IT job when he was a teenager. Not [i]terrible[/i] for a sophomore, but nothing exciting considering that most of his advice came out to "have you tried turning it on and off again?". These guys though? They were actually putting their brains to use in saving the city and one day they might grow into something more than twin brats.

For now he had a nice, metal shield controlled by a prepubescent.

[color=#6CC417][b]"Let's just go through the front door,"[/b][/color] he suggested, [color=#6CC417][b]"since you're brother's providing support in the front he can cover any stragglers that try to escape."[/b][/color]

He wasn't good at these sorts things: strategies, tactics, macro play (as Starcraft II players called it) so he was probably pulling most of it out of his ass; however, he was a performer. He knew how to get people's attention and keep it, even if it meant playing the fool.

Without a word he started skirting the edge of the crowd and heading to the next building.[/font]