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whether intentional or no, there seemed to be a kind of divide between the names given to or chosen by the heroes of the advocates. some seem good, or at least neutral; torque among them, along with names like warden or tremor. names involving nature, or actions taken.
then, there were names with a darker tilt. violet hex. cerberus. wolfman. samson wasn’t quite ‘in the know’ about hero-types before becoming empowered himself, but he did a little reading. and he wondered, with his own abilities, would he end up on that darker side of first impressions?
as if on cue, there’s the sound of someone coming in through one of the hero entrances, and samson stood up -- as if he’d have to be at attention to receive them, or something. since he’s staying here for some lengths of time, that’s part of the deal, right? he moves to intercept the source of the sound as they make their way through the complex. around one corner, and he’s there, face to face with a man that’s at least as tall, but more broad by miles.
“--rough day?”
maybe he’ll get better at addressing them, with time. the last wisp of his darkening aura pulled into his shadow as cast by the overhead lights, as he paused in the hero’s way.
