ic The Clock Strikes Twelve IC

[Gizmo]

Trevor stayed where he was, content to let Alex explain herself without seeing the notebook for himself. He tipped his fedora down slightly to shade his eyes from the sun and sipped his drink. He was enough of a connoisseur to know that the sandwich shop's coffee wasn't terribly good, but it was strong enough that he didn't mind.

[Avenger Assembled]

He's so cool, thought Mark admiringly. That's how a grim avenger of evil conducts himself. If only the real Midnight hadn't had to die so he could take his place! Still, he was hardly going to hold that sad fact against his new buddy. Sitting back on a lawn chair that he luckily found in the grass, he took out a little notebook with which to keep score.