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Matthew Callahan ([personal profile] onthe_threshold) wrote in [community profile] capencowl2020 2020-01-20 05:20 am (UTC)

Ratification

Even in a world of metahumans, six-foot-five is still tall. This might be one of the reasons Space always stuck in Matthew's mind - finally, somebody was the same height as himself. It helped, too, that the other had a reputation for the same near-mindless loyalty that Matthew had. They'd never been friends, but he knew of Space. Oh yes.

Not that he's seen him in quite some time. Luther, after all, is still with the enforcers whereas Matthew had gone off the grid after an extremely violent revolt. Still, when Matthew spots the other man at one of the (stupid, in his opinion) parade after-parties, he smiles.

Not pleasantly, but that's just because nothing about Matthew is pleasant.

He stays where he is, drink in hand, curious if he will be spotted. And if he is, what one of the best enforcers in the City will do when confronted with a traitor.

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