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/!\Spoilers for Dispatch, don't read if you aren't up to date./!\
Robert Robertson is a man who puts himself in situations where powers would be pretty useful.
But he doesn't have them. What he does have is a mortal body made of breakable bones, cuttable skin, bruisable flesh, and other generally damageable stuff.
Maybe, at some point, he'll realize that he's got his limits. The way things are going, it's likely that the Z-team will identify them all before he does.“Hey Golem,” Invisigal called out. “What were you listening to while you were outside?”
Golem turned away from him to go join up with her, and Robert followed-- or he intended to. Something went wrong when he took a step to the side. He felt his body swaying.
“Woah.” Robert caught himself on the bench, next to Prism.
“Watch it,” said Prism. “The bar fight’s over, boy. Don’t go knocking yourself out now.”
Robert laughed under his breath. “Yeah, that would be stupid, huh.”