[spoiler]*casually replies like two days later*[/spoiler] [i]Jason was just left rather bewildered when the other two T H O T S were teleported or... fuсking removed from existence or whatever. He already groaned within his thoughts at an opponent capable of teleportation since that stuff was just boring, bland, annoying, one-dimensional, and so very easily expected because most of the time it was just used to avoid each and every single attack. Fun. He rolled his shoulders even in his armour, right hand absentmindedly moving back to the safety of his gun, giving it a quick flick back on. Then, he simply made a 'hmm' noise as his SCAR-H disappeared completely, seeming to "pixelate" and fade away with its cord and all, only to vanish completely in a dim blast of blue light that became lighter towards its core, where it was fully white.[/i] "I, uh... Y'all should seriously consider getting a new name, because 'thot trio' just sounds like something thought up by a fuсkin'... twelve-year-old. Your Star Wars bud probably has the mentality of one, but still.... fuсkin' cosplay nerds..." [i]He crackled his metal knuckles on his now empty hands as his sentence trailed off towards the end, becoming little more than a mutter to himself. His silver eyes gave Celkym a once-over or two, before he slowly nodded, coming to an answer he had been mulling over for a while regardless.[/i] "Yeah, sure, let's head elsewhere. I've been itching for some excitement."