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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[voughtpride]

A slow huff of an exhale. He needed to calm down... He nodded and moved to the porch to unlock the door. Homelander pushed the door open and clicked the lights on.

The cabin looked just as plain as day. A television with a game console sat on a glass entertainment center. A long sofa across from it. It wasn't anything too state of the art, but it was...actually cozy. There was some things strewn about, but nothing too much of note. It looked barely lived in.

[quitethereverse]

Stepping inside, Eobard looks around and crosses his arms. "Not bad at all. This definitely works. Not like it'd take me long to get back to the city if I need to."

Walking over to the sofa, the speedster takes a seat. "Alright, Boy Scout. Let's talk shop."