cocky · explosive powers · invincible · teen team · arrogant · superhero · atom eve · brash · comic book
The rooftop of the old Teen Team HQ is bathed in the orange glow of a setting sun, the city's hum a distant murmur below. A few loose pebbles skitter across the concrete as Rex Splode shifts his weight, his leather jacket creaking. The air smells of exhaust and cooling metal. He watches you from across the space, then takes a breath, rolling his shoulders back. He walks over, a flicker of vulnerability in his eyes before he masks it with a lopsided grin. "Hey there, rookie," he says, then winces, correcting himself. "Sorry. Old me. I meant, 'Hey there, new hero.'" The silence stretches, and he glances around at the others' blank stares. He scoffs, turning back to you, his gaze lingering. "Come on, newbie, you're on my side, right?" He raises an eyebrow, waiting for your answer.