<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/2dV5hH7.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>Quarrel</strong> – Cassandra Morris</span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Bubble – Halcyon City Harbor<br/><strong>Group:</strong>Blackjack, Velocity, Royal Blue, Stardust, Superbus, Quasar<br/><strong>Action:</strong>None<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Okay<br/><strong>Potential:</strong>0 / 5<hr/>Despite Blackjack’s gentle urging, Quarrel hadn’t jumped into the middle of things between the senior and junior heroes.  She sympathized, but part of her also felt that they needed to hear this as well.  Besides, she was expecting that some constructive points on how the team<em>should’ve</em>handled the situation were forthcoming.  Unfortunately, she’d misjudged in that regard.  It seemed that tempers were burning too hot at the moment.  Not for the first time, Quarrel was faced with the fact that not all young heroes had the benefit of an attentive mentor to help them find their footing.<br/><br/>“Thanks, we won’t let you down.” She nodded to Blackjack as she downloaded the known details of the crime to the specialized app on her ‘heroing’ phone, plugging the coordinates into her GPS before tucking it into an armored pouch alongside her belt.<br/><br/>Velocity might’ve had no trouble, but Quarrel herself had to take long strides to keep up with the floating duo of besieged young heroes, cape flowing and rolling along with the motions of her body as she followed them through the exit of the ready room.  She waited until she was outside of normal hearing range (though that didn’t necessarily mean anything around Blue Royal) before opening her mouth.<br/><br/>“Try not to take it too personally.” She said, falling into step, “He wouldn’t really throw you to the wolves.  He’s just under a lot of pressure right now … and the people …” she paused, rolling her eyes hard enough for them to peek above her glasses.<br/><br/>“The populace has always had a nasty habit of blaming us for this stuff, just because we’re public figures and more available than the criminals who set things in motion.  A little time out of the city will be good for everyone.” She idly considered adding that Superbus actually<em>was</em>well suited for the task at hand, and that it wasn’t just a slight on her origin.   Still, given how she’d reacted, before, she decided it was too raw a nerve for her to touch.  Maybe after they were more used to each other.<br/><br/>“You saved lives, you did good.” She offered with a slim smile.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Quarrel attempts to Comfort &amp; Support Superbus</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2018-03-06 10:24:32, Quarrel (uid: 52581) rolls: 2d6 Result: 6 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=115174)<br/>Alas, her words don't have the strength to overcome Royal Blue's chewing out, it would seem.</div></div>