Arguably, one might say Deathstroke the Terminator was always busy. He didn't give a damn about 99.99% of the denizens of the Port, and work kept him occupied. He'd been on this "alternate Earth" for nearly two years now, and it was only the activity that his restlessness in check.
Today was no different. He'd already received a few calls about the Newcomer Hunt, whether he knew anything about it, and he'd had to very bluntly tell them he did not, and that even if he did, hunter identities were confidential. His patience had kept well enough-- or at least, until the same person called him three times. Eventually, he told the fellow in no uncertain terms not to call him back.
Thus, when he finally entered the bar area proper, his mood wasn't quite foul but distinctly irate. Sitting in the usual booth towards the back of the room, he signaled the bartender to deliver his usual.
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Arguably, one might say Deathstroke the Terminator was always busy. He didn't give a damn about 99.99% of the denizens of the Port, and work kept him occupied. He'd been on this "alternate Earth" for nearly two years now, and it was only the activity that his restlessness in check.
Today was no different. He'd already received a few calls about the Newcomer Hunt, whether he knew anything about it, and he'd had to very bluntly tell them he did not, and that even if he did, hunter identities were confidential. His patience had kept well enough-- or at least, until the same person called him three times. Eventually, he told the fellow in no uncertain terms not to call him back.
Thus, when he finally entered the bar area proper, his mood wasn't quite foul but distinctly irate. Sitting in the usual booth towards the back of the room, he signaled the bartender to deliver his usual.