Re: [Capital: Gwen & Flash]
Flash didn't know about being called a hero. He always imagined himself as the guy people called in when shit was too fucked up for a real hero. Perry, he was the one that could exist out in the sunlight, right? That didn't make people scream or cry when he showed up. Reaper was something else. "Reaper and I gotta work on our colors if we wanna be real heroes." Reaper turned the spider red, like ink bleeding over a page and chirped in a question to them. "It's not really us, huh?" Reaper seemed to agree.
"Nice of the department to give us an allowance. Think that covers the beer, too?" Flash quipped and then glanced around at the different gangs. He knew these people were dangerous, but they all seemed to be here to make money, not trouble. That was a good sign. He followed after the young dude who looked at the two of them like they were way in over their head. Maybe they were? Magic wasn't really his thing.
"Yo dude, if you're taking us to take out a kidney, I gotta let you know that mine is already in pretty bad shape." Flash joked with a smile down to Gwen.