@thetimothydrake liked for a starter.
his jaw wires tight as eyes scan surrounding areas and x-rays nearby buildings. he seeks someone to blame, someone to punch. yet, with no success. there is no one to blame but himself for arriving too late to save everyone. the powered being causing such explosions is nowhere to be found, and he’s enraged. “damn it.” he’s not supposed to display such anger outside deo headquarters’ strong steeled doors, but he can’t help it. a hand falls upon his shoulder and he turns around to meet them with a closed fist, throwing a punch without even looking at them first.









