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The cameras were still flashing. Reporters shouting questions more desperately as Nezu turns away.
But the mammal is done.
He said so. He does not owe them more.
He can feel the quiet, heavy steps of his hero staff falling in line behind him.
Snipe holds the door, impassive and unreadable behind his mask. He stares the room down. They feel the cold regard, even if they can't see it.
No one approaches the stage.
Recovery Girl trots out right by his tail. Eraserhead slips out in Hound Dog's shadow. Midnight's strut is subdued, more serious than her usual persona.
Lunch Rush, Ectoplasm and the others come after her. The heroes are silent. Resolute. Impervious to the shouting.
Until Present Mic reaches the door.
He flashes a wink at Snipe, sending the other hero through.
He is halfway out when he pauses. The door closing enough that the edge rests against his back.
Hooking an ankle against the doorframe for support, he leans into room to face the reports. Quiet now in anticipation. Cameras and microphones ready.
He flashes a dangerous, manic smile. Tinted glasses obscuring the wicked gleam in his eyes.
"You crazy cats have a school board to go find." He fires a pair of finger guns at them and vanishes out the door. Relishing the bedlam unleashed in his wake.