<strong>Paradox (NYC)</strong><br/><br/>Paradox had reconfigured the suit into something more appropriate. Something he saw during his internet scrawlings. It looked like a t-shirt, jeans, and a duster. He thought it blended in rather well.<br/><br/>"<strong>No thanks, we worked out something better.</strong>" he says when offered the Kevlar.<br/><br/>Leaning back in the seat, Paradox takes a moment to think. He doesn't really tired- but being in a coma for three weeks was very restful. He goes to try anyway.<br/><br/>"<strong>Gas Engines, wait until you see what comes next.</strong>" he chuckles.