@TheTruthInWar @TheHopeInAll @TheFearInCrime ~ with the greatest fighter on Olympus.
Hal flew up into the air and went to find the common enemy and get ready to kick this mystery villain ass.
Hopefully Hal would have back up if things get sour.
#WW333
The cool, arrogant, handsome and proud Green lantern came from space due to finishing up saving an civilization from destruction.
Hearing the chaos on earth made Hal come back from space and will try his hardest to save his own ~
#WW333
@TheFearInCrime
@TheTruthInWar @TheHopeInAll @TheFearInCrime ~ to the destruction. I have a date and I do not want to miss it because of thing 1 and 2 wanna play dress up.
Bat boy, you coming with me or nah?"
Hal showed his arrogant side as he was talking to the most powerful being in the world and talking ~
@TheFearInCrime @TheTruthInWar @TheHopeInAll ~ are the enemy.
"Go on...I need to save this city and go on a hot date...So stop wasting my time."
#WW333
@TheFearInCrime @TheTruthInWar @TheHopeInAll ~ he would move his hand to the direction that he was talking about and his index finger was pointing out to the pathway of Comic con.
"Now move along and try not to fall on the way their."
If they did not cooperate, than Hal would take a wild guess that these guys~
@TheFearInCrime ~ and aim it towards his chest so he would make a pointing jester.
"Now the real question is; where you the one who destroyed this city Bat...Whatever you are."
@TheFearInCrime ~ right in front of Hal, like a ghost in the night and the handsome hero responded to Batman with an unsettling feature on his face.
"Who the hell are you? I mean you are dressing up like a Bat... I think I'm the one who should ask the questions here."
Hal stick his thumb up~
~ As the family says their thank yous and run away to safety-- Hal noticed @TheFearInCrime from the corner of his eye, but when Hal glances once more he didn't see him.
"Wait did I see a man with an bat suit on? I knew that I should've stop hitting the acid when I was younger~
- posture. Both of his hands clung to the collar of his waistcoat. He did not move as he waited for this Deathstroke to appear. The only active part of Bane was his mind.
Plotting his next move. Scheming his way to his next goal. Like a shark, he would indulge in the sight -
- life,” Another more grizzled veteran of a mercenary responded.
“Besides,” A third mercenary interjected. “You clearly haven't seen Bane in action if you think death is a possibility.”
Through the commotion of his busybody subordinates, Bane endured in a relaxed but alert -