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mrfixit ([info]mrfixit) wrote,
The sound of a voice behind him frightened him more than usual. Sending a circuit of electricity down his body. He stared at the shorter girl, breathing heavily. She didn't look very friendly, so he made sure to keep his distance. In his celebration, he never thought that this might be the nicer side of the city or something. Just because something looked safe doesn't mean it was.

"I...I'm...uh.. Arthur Pittman Dane-Drake. I mean no harm, I'm one of you guys,"he obviously faked a smile, "I'm after what your after, we're on the same side here...," He held out his hand like his parents always did with a new person. It was a secretive handshake that only the heroes in his universe knew.


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