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[lunadickery]

[What a fine evening this is to be spending outdoors! Scenic piles of snow gracing the midwestern farmscape, countless stars twinkling in the clear winter sky, a red moon hanging low on the horizon, flaming mistletoe, a masked and costumed man with a crossbow standing on a roof

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[skirtindanger]

... Is that going to work?

[skirtindanger]

Well, I'm hoping, anyway. But nobody's said otherwise yet, so for now I'm going to believe it.

[sueperman]

Me too.

[skirtindanger]

Good! It's always better to have one less thing to worry about.

[sueperman]

That's true.

[skirtindanger]

Especially when we've got other ones around here...

[like the guy being awfully persistent about being pyro happy]

[sueperman]

He's an idiot.

[skirtindanger]

He's... certainly dedicated. Think he'll find a way that actually works?

[sueperman]

No.

[skirtindanger]

Hm... Yeah, I suppose it only makes sense he wouldn't, in the end.

[sueperman]

[he's like me. Which is why Kell is unusually quiet]

He's judging me apparently.

[skirtindanger]

Judging you? What for?

[sueperman]

For not being justicey enough, apparently.

[skirtindanger]

So what does that make the rest of us? Ugh. Forget dedicated, this guy is obsessed.

[sueperman]

He's not wrong. I'm not very justicey. There's very little I care about it. Superheroes are into justice, but it doesn't do anything for me.

[skirtindanger]

Huh? ... Well, it shouldn't be about doing it for the sake of "having justice". It's doing it because you really want to help people.