Just as it had been with her introduction to the Seven, the new member was paraded in front of them while everybody else sat in judgment of them. Firecracker had grown up in the pageant circuit until she was about 13, so this kind of thing hadn’t been new to her during her own moment in the hot spotlight - it was just a whole new group of judges she had to impress. However, now it was her turn to be the judge. There was a small thrill in it for her to be on this side of the table.
Their newbie was shorter than Deep and didn’t seem to be a complete musclehead. He was introduced as Echo, no doubt a Vought brainchild. She sat up in her chair and looked him over with a tilt of her head. What kind of presence would he bring to the team? Would he last? Homelander was never one to extend these things out into meet and greets. He said what he needed to and left.
On the way out, Firecracker caught up with her new teammate, falling into step with him. He was just a little taller than her, but she was also wearing platform boots. “Hey, just wanted to welcome you to the team officially,” she spoke with a thick Southern twang, ruby red lips wearing a smile though. “So…Echo, huh? What are your powers?”
