Chapter Three: The Salvation of Paradise

[Tessa]

Franki shook her head no, “Only the voices that are loud enough to carry, I’m relying on reading their lips when I can see them.” She was splitting her gaze between Logan and the much larger group, “Ten bucks says that we’ll have to join the conflict if things get bad…which by the looks of it, could be very soon.” She watched the large man that was talking to Victoria and Iron Fist, “That one there seems to think that we’re a group of individuals that they’ve been warned about. Which most likely is true, all evidence leads to that.” She just shook her head at Barry and Logan’s use of their powers, sometimes it seemed like super-powered beings over-used the gifts that they had, and didn’t rely on their own physicality enough.

“Also, making displays of power like our teammates have done is not going to help our case any, they should have waited until it was really needed.” She adjusted the hood that was concealing her head, “Although, nothing could make this situation better, it’s just getting worse by the second.” Her hand went to the rope that was hanging at her waist, wishing once again that she had her utility belt.