@hmmerpwr A knowing smile crossed his face.
โ Youโre no ordinary cat. And judging by the way youโre watching meโฆ Iโd wager you understand exactly what Iโm saying. โ
@hmmerpwr Normanโs eyes settled on the collar, his expression sharpening as he read the engraving.
โ Mjรถlnirโฆ Interesting. โ
He let his hand rest on her head for a moment before pulling it away, studying the faint magical aura surrounding her.
โ Soโฆ are you going to keep observing me in silence, or is this your way of introducing yourself? Either way, I suspect this meeting isnโt an accident. โ
He crouched just enough to bring himself closer to her level, though he made no move to touch her. His expression remained calm, analytical, but beneath it lingered unmistakable intrigue.
Seeing the faint smile , she approached a little closer to him. Stopping a few inches from him before sitting down , her collar somewhat showing.
Waiting a moment, her head tilted to the side while watching him. Green eyes slightly shift to purple.
A faint smile tugged at the corner of his mouth as he finally glanced over his shoulder, his eyes settling on the feline.
โ Curious little thing, arenโt you? Tell meโฆ are you here because someone sent you, or because curiosity got the better of you? โ
You flatter yourself. Youโre not an unstoppable variable, youโve simply been fortunate enough to survive. Luck has a way of masquerading as destiny in the minds of the young.
Talk all the trash you want, Norman. Doesn't change the fact that your schemes and carefully laid plans always fail once they're met with the one variable you can't control. Me.
You're just as scarred as I am, except I don't let it turn me bitter.
He laughed.
โ A very dangerous โhoverboard.โ Careful, kid. You might hurt yourself. โ
He hops down gracefully so she can ride it.
โ Try it out. โ
{ The red- head is noticing the *glider* โ since she is a skateboarder..that thing kinda...amuses her}
"I want to glide on that. It's like a hoverboard.. "
He smiled faintly, offering a small nod.
โ Of course. Iโll take a drink. โ
His gaze drifted across Lexโs headquarters, quietly taking in every detail while he waited.
โ They call us mad because they fear minds they cannot rival. Let lesser men cling to their morals while they stumble through life. Visionaries like us shape the future. The only question isโฆ will we shape it together, or will one of us eventually stand in the otherโs way? โ
Trouble no but perhaps he found a friend
โMr. Osborn , Iโve been wondering when our paths would cross. After all we are both hosts of beautiful minds that some call mad.โ
โI can't stand the Metahumans, but he's so much worse. Super... 'man'. He's not a man. He's an it. A thing with a cocky grin and a stupid outfit, that's somehow become the focal point of the entire world's conversation. Nothing's felt right since he showed up.โ
#DCRP