10-23-2017, 12:16 PM
"Matthew Mcginnis. In my world, I wasn't exactly what you'd call a hero. I was the one who was sent in when heroes failed to do the job, to fix the problem, permanently." It was true. Those were the types of missions that he had been sent on by Amanda Waller, and by his other handlers at Cadmus. For the missions were ones that heroes wouldn't normally go on, because of the permanence of the solutions needed to stop them. It was also a reason that Matthew did most certainly dislike the remaining drug dealers and especially the Kingpin who had brought them to his home. If dislike was a country, Matthew would be Emperor with how much he loathed the existence of the men. Noticing the battered and concussed form of the Kingpin, Matthew decided he was going to do something he hadn't done in a while, show some compassion. To be exact, he went over to the secondary, and started using Omnilium to patch his wounds. Growling when he realized that healing the sap was going to take far too long, Matthew contemplated simply putting the individual down. It was a mercy, and one he could gladly extend to the scumbag who had attempted to take control of his home.
The smell of the drugs that the individual had brought in did not help the mood of the young Mcginnis, in the slightest. What he wanted to do was purge this place of any and all traces of what had been produced, and sold here. How dare they invade his home, and make the stuff here. A man's home was his castle, and he should not have to worry about people doing something like this. As much as he wanted to do it this way, however, lethal force was not an option.
Stopping patching the wounds, Matthew decided he'd simply throw the men out of his house, and let what happened happen. When the comment about balls was made, Matthew said.
"There's never been a cotillion here, yet. And as for the other meaning, I won't dignify that with a response."
Matthew then went over to one of the thugs who was still alert. "Do you want your boss to survive?"
"If so you will tell him when he comes to," said Matthew, creating a set of bandages. "If he survives. I doubt he will, but... you're welcome to take over provided you abide by my rules. Don't sell to children, stay off my lawn, and stay 2 blocks away from this place at all times. This area is a drug and arms dealer free zone. If you agree, I'll try to patch you up."
The smell of the drugs that the individual had brought in did not help the mood of the young Mcginnis, in the slightest. What he wanted to do was purge this place of any and all traces of what had been produced, and sold here. How dare they invade his home, and make the stuff here. A man's home was his castle, and he should not have to worry about people doing something like this. As much as he wanted to do it this way, however, lethal force was not an option.
Stopping patching the wounds, Matthew decided he'd simply throw the men out of his house, and let what happened happen. When the comment about balls was made, Matthew said.
"There's never been a cotillion here, yet. And as for the other meaning, I won't dignify that with a response."
Matthew then went over to one of the thugs who was still alert. "Do you want your boss to survive?"
"If so you will tell him when he comes to," said Matthew, creating a set of bandages. "If he survives. I doubt he will, but... you're welcome to take over provided you abide by my rules. Don't sell to children, stay off my lawn, and stay 2 blocks away from this place at all times. This area is a drug and arms dealer free zone. If you agree, I'll try to patch you up."