<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/DpG80s-VAAADQMS.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Alfred Birche (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=301924.msg14752011#msg14752011)<br/><strong>Alias</strong>Leshy<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Titan, Dark Wings (mentioned), open<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Classroom/mini-warzone<br/><hr/>"I don't need to measure my dick," Pause--slice, smash, drone destroyed. He stayed at his 'camping' spot to destroy newly spawned drones. "I already know it's bigger than Mister Titan's. Which, spoiler alert, terrible villain name! Where's the originality? You're, like, the fifteenth Titan that'll come from this place--if you make it past midterms."  Leshy had no problem running his mouth, and focusing on the drones. There was a pattern to their behavior, and he understood the timing at least, so that made it easier.<br/><br/>"I mean, seriously," He lets out a chuckle as he grabs two drones, and smashes them together into scrap metal. "Man-child? That's not even low-hanging fruit, that's fruit fallen off the tree. You can do better then that. Your super-weakness is clearly a lack of imagination." He was quite amused by Titan, which might be the infuriating thing.  Hell, he was all but laughing at him. "Also, if you try to play the hero card, you're the one who committed<acronym title="an alternative term for 'friendly fire'">blue-on-blue contact</acronym>. I mean, christ--" pause, a drone had clipped him in the shoulder, but it only seemed to enrage him. He grabbed it, and used it like a discus to take out another drone across the room, though this time, the shrapnel might rain down on 'innocents'. Oh well, they should be cognizant enough to get out of the way, or powerful enough to handle some debris. "If we could weaponize your ego, the rest of us could be in bed still, chrome dome." Double poke, both at his shaved baldness, and at him being egotistical--again. Seemed like Leshy's favorite insult.<br/><br/>Oh yes. He was treating this like a freakin' joke, but the thing is, he's also focused on his task. He's not sure if the point was to rack up some sort of drone kill-count, to see how they interacted with each other, how fast they could disable whatever was making them, or what it was... but he's being good at keeping drones down, so that others can do other stuff. The bantering/badgering was just, like, gravy on the 'tatoes.<br/><br/>...Mmm, potatoes. He should have eaten more. He wasn't going to be able to keep up this form for much longer, but it's a good thing he had brought back up weapons. Now, if only he could throw some blister powder on Titan without unnecessarily exposing others to it... Oh well, he can knock over that glass of water from the coffee table at a later date.