ELECTRO.

“I can’t wait to watch all the heroes tear each other apart and leave us the hell alone.”

“so you’re saying i shouldn’t rob you?”

“good thing i’m not hanging with you. you’re what -- fourteen? fifteen, tops. i’m looking for felicia.”

“how have you not been mugged yet?”

“there’s a bodega near me and what they serve is not food. i don’t think the rats are even going for that shit.”

“sinister syndicate: now accepting female criminals from all walks of life.”

“thank god i wasn’t looking for the approval for a tween.”

“as it should be.”

“oh, definitely not. i think menace handed out the invites and the roster is full. not sure you’re missing much on the lily front, but it’ll be fun.”

“word travels fast through the right circles.” francine also had her membership pledged, but they hadn’t made their official debut yet. “i like being up to date.”

“why not? the boys should just be allowed to run around forever? hell no.”

“i’m not going to say that anyone was good at their job when it came to pleasant hill.” francine decided. “thanks, i guess?” 

“but there’s no reason to fight, is there?” francine dropped her hand. “just a little bit of friendly showing off.”

“it wasn’t not a pun.”

“i promise i wasn’t coming for your arrows. they’re a bit pointless for me. pun not intended.”

“maxwell dillon ain’t shit. never has been. and yet, for some reason, he’s the only electro that people will acknowledge.”