In A Broken-Down Shack In The Middle of Slaughter Swamp

[jla-villains.livejournal.com]

No, man. I told you already - the wizard heroes can't scan this place. Ley lines or some shit like that. They raid it every so often just to try and keep us down, but we just scatter before they show - same as with the Injustice Gang satellite or the Lexcorp tunnelworks or that bar in Vanity or all the other places we hang.

Fucking Trickster bothering him. Somebody's got to teach that kid how this job works.

Hey, Quimby! I heard your little laser-beam nearly did in Big Blue...

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[jla-villains.livejournal.com]

There's a heavy snort.

"Nice comeback. I liked it. Heh heh."

[jla-villains.livejournal.com]

"Same goes for you."

[jla-villains.livejournal.com]

"No, I was being serious! Can't I give a girl a comply... say a good thing about a girl without gettin' that 'too good for ya' treatment?"

[jla-villains.livejournal.com]

"Apparently not."

[jla-villains.livejournal.com]

He shakes his head.

"Cretins."

[fleet-feet.livejournal.com]

He covers his grin with an obscuring vibration.

Weird how similar these things can be to a League meeting.

But he maintains his silent, aloof posture. The less you have to say, the better.