"What would Kobra do to a pretender to the throne of his worldwide terrorist organisation?" Dr. Light curls his right hand in a fist, and brings it down to celebrate getting the right question/answer. "Jeopardy
( Read more... )
Arthur Light is still laying on the cot with his legs crossed and his eyes closed. He opens one as Wildcat enters, and then sneers. "Oh joy. A grown man dressed as a cat."
He opens both eyes and swings his legs around so that he's now sat up. "Tell you what; how about I throw you a ball of string and maybe you'll get out of my hotel room."
To be fair, Alan is more concerned that Ted will lose his temper and do something they will all regret than he is about Light actually hurting Wildcat. But he stands back in the shadows, watching calmly. If they got angry at every villain that scoffed at them....
Light sighs dramatically, and makes a pantomime whisper towards the Sentinel. "Who is this guy? Is he supposed to be the bad cop?"
Either Light's memory is coming back and going away again at rapid speed, or he's trying to make some kind of joke. "What are you looking for me to spill, exactly? Where I pick up these clothes? Which lucky hairdresser gets to wax my beard? Where a Kobra hideout in Salt Lake City is based?" He blinks, and goes very red.
"I... didn't actually intend to say that. Something's wrong with my mind." Something more wrong than usual, clearly. "Where the hell am I?"
"We should have Mid-Nite look at him," Sentinel suggests softly to Wildcat. He then goes back to being silent and letting the other hero handle things.
"You're nuttier than usual, Art. We'll be sure to get you some medical attention, but if you wanna tell us about the Kobra installation in Salt Lake City first, we'll be a lot nicer about it."
Dr. Light gnaws on a finger briefly, before waving his hand. "I really wouldn't know anything about any of that. But when those Titans cross me again, I swear it will be their doom!!"
He begins to cackle, and then decides to rush Wildcat.
"Well, he's about two eggs short of a dozen, but we knew that already. Maybe we should get a mindreader in here to check and see which screw is loose."
Wildcat picks up the unconscious villain and dumps him back on the cot in the cell.
"A mindreader would be just what the doctor ordered, I think," muses the first Green Lantern. "Let me contact the Justice League. Keep an eye on him for me, will you?"
He puts a hand on Ted's shoulder, expression thoughtful, then departs to put in a call to the JSA's hotline to the JLA.
"I heard somebody was flappin' his gums about Black Canary."
Reply
He opens both eyes and swings his legs around so that he's now sat up. "Tell you what; how about I throw you a ball of string and maybe you'll get out of my hotel room."
Reply
Reply
He ignores the jibe, though.
"So what do you know, Light? Spill, and we'll get you a nice, dark cell at STAR Labs, and you can go back to suckin' your thumb in peace."
Reply
Either Light's memory is coming back and going away again at rapid speed, or he's trying to make some kind of joke. "What are you looking for me to spill, exactly? Where I pick up these clothes? Which lucky hairdresser gets to wax my beard? Where a Kobra hideout in Salt Lake City is based?" He blinks, and goes very red.
"I... didn't actually intend to say that. Something's wrong with my mind." Something more wrong than usual, clearly. "Where the hell am I?"
Reply
Reply
Reply
He begins to cackle, and then decides to rush Wildcat.
Reply
Reply
Yes, Wildcat does have that strong a left.
Reply
Wildcat picks up the unconscious villain and dumps him back on the cot in the cell.
Reply
He puts a hand on Ted's shoulder, expression thoughtful, then departs to put in a call to the JSA's hotline to the JLA.
Reply
Leave a comment