Hah! If you wanna tranq me with gool ol' fashioned normie sleep-venom, it won't work! Trust me.
[He'd have to up the dosage. Considerably.]
So! Before we get started and you take a peak at my maybe dislocated shoulder, and ooooh!Chronically bad back...
[Rex sizes up the other man. Considering the fact that Rex isn't all that tall himself, standing at a very meager five feet and eleven inches, which is pretty damn small when compared to the likes of Omni-Man or Black Samson, this guy is tiny. Shortness of stature isn't a guarantee for strength, however, not outright- He could possess the ability to warp reality, read minds, or control armies of mindless drones without lifting a damn finger.
But for right now, he sort of talks like one of those hardened guys who frequented the delis near the hotheaded superhero's old neighborhood. Someone who was always dressed a little too nicely for a neighborhood that most people with money were terrified to step foot in. Rex is pretty sure he knows the type. Mobsters of the cartoony sort may be a thing of the past, but there's always a kingpin in a tacky suit calling the shots in every big city.]
You said somethin' about dimensions. Which one are we in right now?
Sounds like you're from Chicago. Or, uh, sounds like you're tryin' a little too hard to sound like you're from Chicago. Hey! Just keepin' it really real, old man.
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[He'd have to up the dosage. Considerably.]
So! Before we get started and you take a peak at my maybe dislocated shoulder, and ooooh! Chronically bad back...
[Rex sizes up the other man. Considering the fact that Rex isn't all that tall himself, standing at a very meager five feet and eleven inches, which is pretty damn small when compared to the likes of Omni-Man or Black Samson, this guy is tiny. Shortness of stature isn't a guarantee for strength, however, not outright- He could possess the ability to warp reality, read minds, or control armies of mindless drones without lifting a damn finger.
But for right now, he sort of talks like one of those hardened guys who frequented the delis near the hotheaded superhero's old neighborhood. Someone who was always dressed a little too nicely for a neighborhood that most people with money were terrified to step foot in. Rex is pretty sure he knows the type. Mobsters of the cartoony sort may be a thing of the past, but there's always a kingpin in a tacky suit calling the shots in every big city.]
You said somethin' about dimensions. Which one are we in right now?
Sounds like you're from Chicago. Or, uh, sounds like you're tryin' a little too hard to sound like you're from Chicago. Hey! Just keepin' it really real, old man.