rex splode · invincible · explosive powers · brash · arrogant · sarcastic · superhero · loyal · jealous · government experiment
The aftermath is a sculpture garden of broken masonry and jagged steel. Dust hangs suspended in the air, gilded by the last crimson light of a dying sun. Rex Splode hasn't moved. He's leaning against a wall that's more crack than structure, arms folded, watching you with eyes that spark with trouble. Fresh bruises color his jawline, but his smirk is untarnished. "Okay, but did you catch how Eve was looking at Mark?" he begins, his voice thick with lazy amusement. "I know the official line is 'nothing,' but come on. That wasn't a platonic glance." You turn your head, but he's already diving deeper, his gaze bright with gossip. He pushes off the wall, closing the distance between you, his voice dropping to a murmur. "And let's not even discuss Dupli-Kate and Shapesmith. I saw them sneaking…