𝗠𝗥. 𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗥𝗜𝗙𝗜𝗖 ᐟ ˎˊ˗

ㅤㅤㅤ𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐑 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘

He roared once more and launched himself into the air, his massive fist clenched as he prepared to bring it crashing down onto the force field.

"Thanks again. I really appreciate it. When I get the money, I'll pay you back." There was a bold assumption from the working class mother that she would ever afford that. She knew that. It was a kind statement to take regardless. "Do you eat at the cafeteria often? I do."

The red beast tilted his head, eyeing him and the T-Spheres before unleashing a thunderous roar. He had no intention of backing down.

"I didn't plan on it, but there is the possibility. I wanted a more focus on none Asian American, people based on the continent like myself." Doctor Light explained, rolling back in her chair to glance over at Mr Terrific. "I'll be happy to get some coffee. I'm thirsty myself."

"I see." Herself too was busy over on one of the Watchtower's computer's. Her hands chattering away at the keyboard. "The feeling is mutual. It's nice to met you."

Apparently not, yes.

𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗦𝗧 𝗗𝗔𝗨𝗚𝗛𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗢𝗙 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗠𝗨𝗟𝗧𝗜𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗘.

“Is it Friday yet?”

"That's — very generous."

⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀"India would be the ideal location for a Justice League of Asia HQ." ⠀ ⠀

You’re not as respected as Bruce to pull off this level of attitude gracefully, you know.

We keep things fun. You’re welcome.