Misery Loves Company (Starter for Homelander)

[quitethereverse]

Skidding to a stop in a residential area, Eobard checks a device to confirm the current date. "Right on target." He said as he looks to see a group of bewildered thugs hanging out nearby. A cruel smirk crosses his lips as he starts to walk towards them, causing the men to attempt to flee.

"Heh. Time to cause some trouble. Hopefully they'll send him after me." He says, disappearing in a bolt of electricity as he gives chase to the thugs.

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[quitethereverse]

When Homelander arrived at the penthouse, he'd find a 'guest' already there waiting for him. Reverse Flash was laying on the sofa, boots raised on the arm rest with his hands behind his head. He turns slightly to glance at the other man, giving him a callous grin.

"About time you got back. Media circus took you that long to deal with?"

[voughtpride]

The blonde paused, eyes narrowing some. "How the hell-" an almost scoff. He cooled his rising temper.
"You know what they say about those that fail...they plan to fail"

[quitethereverse]

"Who failed? These things take time, you know. Even for someone as fast as me."

Tapping his own temple with a finger.

"Didn't take long for me to figure out your whole situation. It's easy to see why you lash out."

[voughtpride]

"Nobody failed. 𝘠𝘦𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺. The media is a dangerous thing here. There's more than just news that has eyes on Supes"

The blondes eyes narrowing. "What is that supped to mean..?" Although he already knew, he still wanted to hear it.