mierda.

Match hadn't thought his little white lie would spiral like this, and now? he didn't know how to get out of it. he'd only stopped at the Tower for a moment to admire his brother's statue, having shifted his appearance to look like his twin to save himself the anxiety of being stared at. also because he knew getting too close to the Tower while not glamoured would have brought him too much trouble; he didn't know if Kon had told his allies that they were good now, and he didn't want to start a fight.

so when a guy walked out of the Tower and immediately trotted over to him, he froze. he didn't know who he was, he had no memory of him and for Match that's saying something, but he obviously knew him... or rather, Kon. not wanting to make the other think Kon was being a jerk, Match played along, and before long it was too late to course correct.

now here he was, trapped in a situation he didn't know how to escape from; unless of course, he came out and said he wasn't Kon, which would probably result in a fight. or worse, he left AS Kon and made him seem like a horrible friend. either way, he couldn't do it. so he went along with it as best he could, even if he didn't even know this guy's name.

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Match sat stiffly in the living room of the apartment, unsure what to do with himself. it's only been a week since his genetic template, er... Kon, took him in and explained some of his plans. like a good weapon, he'd listened and done as asked, yet he's still unsure what to do when left to his own devices. without any standing orders other than 'wait here', Match had sat himself down on the couch and waited.

Match bristles a little at the implication. he wasn't going to start a fight just because they bumped into each other for the first time in long time. Match isn't with the Agenda anymore, or poisoned with Joker Venom, he's not out to get him anymore.

he's more than a weapon now.

" Yeah? " he says, head quirking at the line of questioning. arms cross over his chest as he thinks, " I think I have a limit? Haven't really checked it since before I uh... left the Agenda. They'd test me every once in a while to see if it had gotten stronger. " now that he thought about it, maybe he should do a few tests himself.

" As for feeling... its like static on my skin and a warm feeling in my chest. It doesn't take much thought, it just kinda happens. Like breathing or blinking. " he says, pointing his hand at the other and letting his ttk spread out to gently raise the blonde's hair in the air, " Just point and shoot, basically. "

while their friendship had started out kinda rocky, Bart had wormed his way under Match's skin, earning his trust and his walls had come down around the speedster. hell, Bart was one of the few people who knew where he lived!

it looks like the auburn haired man had decided today was a good day to use that knowledge and give him a visit. Match doesn't budge when the shorter man practically tackles him with a hug, but he's laughing and giving him a squeeze back.

" Yeah, just as much as I'd miss a cold. " he teases, his own yellow eyes bright with mirth, " You're just in time, though. I was just about to start cooking. " he says, easily moving around his cabin with the speedster latched onto his torso,

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things have been rather hectic for Match these last few weeks, having reconciled with Kon, their relationship going from rocky to friendly as they'd had more time to talk things out. now the plan was to check to see if Kon's friends and allies would be as accepting of their new more amicable relationship as they were.

while Match was awkward with the whole socializing thing, he'd gotten better about it the more he hung around his brother and his own small circle of friends, enough that he was confident in the idea that he wasn't going to botch an interaction. especially with the members of Young Justice... though he's not sure how well they'll react to him after he infiltrated their group.

surprisingly, most were cool with him; Cissie was already planning outings for them to hang out, while Cassie was a little more ... weary of him. which he didn't blame her for, he had actively messed with her the most when he'd been under The Agenda's orders.

some of the members, like a guy named Slobo, hadn't been around when he'd spied on the group. which would make being civil easier on the clone, or at least he hoped so, since they didn't have any anonymity between them. so here he was, trying to catch the other between Cissie trying to drag him to watch movies, and his brother wanting to spar,