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[hyperthermic]

Did you people get rid of all the bodies, or was all that bullet damage and laser scoring just a little bit of harmless fun?

And who's the guy with the angry seaweed for a face?

Place seems too interesting for its own good.

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[kaballin]

They're always fucking things up.

Left me dead in the Netherrealm for twenty years. After I actually did a good thing too. Thanks guys, that really makes me want to help more. Fuck 'em.

[hyperthermic]

Stranded me in time and left me to die.

Even my partner. Former partner. He's here. He's the one I plan to start with.

[kaballin]

Oh I got one of those too except he's not here.

You're not me from a different timeline are you?

[hyperthermic]

could b

dont know you enough to say

[kaballin]

Kabal. Black Dragon enforcer.

And you?

[hyperthermic]

chronos. time agent.

[ A pause. ]

doesn't really rule out the possibility, does it.

[kaballin]

Travelling thru time leaves a lot of opportunities for you to be a bunch of me's honestly.

Time agent with a flamethrower sounds pretty badass, not gonna lie.

[hyperthermic]

i ll pretend to buy u a round from that tequila bot if youre up for it

first person here who talks sense

[kaballin]

Always up for it. its happy hour in some galaxy right? might as well be this one.

[hyperthermic]

meet u there

[ AND SURE ENOUGH, Mick is at the bar, hunched like a bear protecting a honeycomb. It's a beer, not a honeycomb, but it might as well be one. ]

[kaballin]

[Kabal strolls in as if he owns the place, hunkering down next to what he can only assume is his doppleganger from another dimension. Aside from the mask, Kabal's wearing a long duster coat with sleeves that end at the elbows, and no shirt. Any and all exposed skin is nothing but burn scars which he's doing absolutely nothing to hide.]

How's going?