<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/otAdgqp.jpg?1)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;"><strong>Superbus</strong> - Roxanne Smith</span><br/><strong>Location</strong>Bubble<br/><strong>Group</strong>Quasar, Velocity, Quarrel<br/><strong>Action</strong><br/><strong>Status</strong><br/><strong>Potential</strong>1<br/><strong>Doom Track</strong>2/5<br/><hr/><br/>Roxanne had forgone her costume for this little "team meeting" the Watchers had set up for them. Instead her form morphed into a simple skirt and sweater, civilian clothes. Like Quasar she was made to stand there as Royal Blue went at them with great vitriol, chiding and berating them for their actions at the docks. However as he continued his rant Roxanne's fists would clench tighter and tighter at her sides, the clear anger in her gaze bubbling up hotter and hotter beneath those gleaming sapphires.<br/><br/>When he had the audacity to ask them what they had to say for themselves something seemed to snap in the young woman, "what exactly are you expecting us to say!?" she shouted, suddenly pushing past Quasar and stepping up to the high tech hero, "We went in with limited time and no idea how big the damage was going to be. Yeah, we were out of our depth, but we prioritized saving those hostages and we did! And I won't apologize for that, not to<em>you</em>, not to<em>anyone</em>" she shouted back, seemingly not afraid of standing up to the hero, though whether that was because she was fearless or she was just riding off the adrenaline of her own anger wasn't clear, "Besides that explosion was rigged up long before we got there, and it would have gone off whether we were there or not. The only thing our "acting rashly" changed was that we managed to get those innocent people out of the blast radius...and yeah, it wasn't perfect but we did the best we could with what we had, and we worked damn hard to even get that....!" she exclaimed, panting now.<br/><br/>For a brief moment Roxanne looked back at Quasar, and she would see a flash of guilt and remorse in Roxanne's eyes, hinting that her act of defiance was just that, an act, an attempt to bury the dread that came with knowing they couldn't stop it. However just as quickly as it had fallen her mask was back up,  the pinkette gritting her teeth as she stood up on the tips of her toes to poke Royal Blue hard in the chest, "And if you really want to scream at someone, go find all those heroes who were on TV<em>scoffing</em>about how saving some research boat was<em>beneath</em>them! They're the ones who could have stopped it but chose not to. You can yell and wag your finger at us all you want, but at least we bothered to fucking show up! Hell this lair of yours is IN THE FUCKING HARBOR WHERE IT HAPPENED! I don't remember seeing your blue ass there helping out!" she screamed, now holding back tears at this point, and Quarell in particular would practically be able to<em>feel</em>the demonic energy roiling up just under the surface as Roxanne let her emotions flare.