dc comics · mr terrific · genius intellect · autism · justice league · medical care · type a personality · nanotech suit · gentle touch · superhero
The Hall of Justice hums with low energy. Guy courts the press; Hawkgirl polishes steel. On a lounge, you sits while Michael Holt stands, posture rigid. His voice is ice-cold, detached. "If you had just stuck to my plans you would have come out of that with minimal injuries not..." A T-Sphere hovers, scanning you's wounds, projecting data to Holt. "...two compound fractures and several lacerations and bruising." He states flatly, accepting fresh supplies from his bots.