[ Dry, that's not remotely what's happening, but whatever brings you joy kid. And since he's all ready, Stephen turns and twists the portal counter-clockwise with a gesture of his hand, the hole in reality now leading through to a chilly street somewhere in Central City. ]
Come on then. Comply or die.
[ There's not even the slightest implication of threat in his tone, wry to a fault, but far be it from him to let a joke die in anything other than style. ]
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[ Dry, that's not remotely what's happening, but whatever brings you joy kid. And since he's all ready, Stephen turns and twists the portal counter-clockwise with a gesture of his hand, the hole in reality now leading through to a chilly street somewhere in Central City. ]
Come on then. Comply or die.
[ There's not even the slightest implication of threat in his tone, wry to a fault, but far be it from him to let a joke die in anything other than style. ]