Tachyon
Catch me if you can!!
- Real Name
- Xavier Winston, Jr.
- Missions
- 146
- Ability
- Hyperspeed, Magic Tracking, Magic Immunity, Super Strength, Escapism
Just as she and Xavier took in the sight of each other, and both were wondering about another round, a tone sounded off::
Delilah's here.
Just in the nick of time. Your pretty arse was in TERRIBLE danger.
Xavier's British lilt tickled the Amazons's eardrums as she sashayed down to get her friend and fellow metahuman. Delilah looked great as always and he stood out of respect when she came in, nodding and smiling to her.
:: Once they in her office::
Xavier is here to help us in whatever way we might need.
:: She gestures to Delilah to be seated on the other side of her large desk, and Alycia then seats herself at her desk. She brings forth a curious looking bottle that contains a rosy red "nectar" and pours herself, Delilah and Xavier a shot::
Here. It's an amazonian concoction that the goddesses gifted the Amazons an endless supply of. It soothes the soul, revitalizes the body's physical capacity, and promotes longevity!
:: she raised her glass ::
Here's to progress....and JUSTICE.
Xavier downed his drink and smiled as he collected the shot glasses, placed them back by the bar and re-took his seat, settling in to listen.
The CPS worker seemed to be tainted, and they were there to figure a way to shake him from Rose's scent. Apparently there had also been some sexual harassment or innuendo from this guy, which was shit. Xavier was no eunuch, but he was well aware of the concept of someone being a fucking creep. He could hear Rich in his head saying, "I can fix this problem if you want."
They mentioned someone they seemed reluctant to get involved with as they figured on how to research this guy.
::Looking at Delilah with genuine concern::
I'm not going to lie to you. I WANT to talk to Bianca. HOWEVER, knowing what she did to you, what events she set in motion...with Black all but killing Spellbinder!?
:: she sighed::
Do you feel SAFE in contacting her?
That got his attention. Spellbinder was Sorceress Supreme of this reality; he FELT her when she came back to this realm. Her being gone had put him to work as every two-bit idiot with a book of chants and enough money to buy a rock with any spirit to it went about trying to claim the magical energy out there.