I try and imagine what they would be like/doing should they all be gathered in a non crime fighting setting. Lets say all these heroes get invited to Young Legacy’s Hawaii themed birthday party.
Fanatic I see standing ramrod straight in the corner in full armor holding her decorative party cup complete with umbrella as though its the handle of Absolution. Not saying much but straight face and flashing eyes just screaming condemnations on the frivolous party hat worn by Bunker, dressed in a festive Hawaiian shirt and very comfortable and casual. He left his suit parked outside. He chats amiably with everyone and happily compliments Haka on dressing so festively for the occasion.
Haka I see being a little confused by Bunker’s comments as he’s in the same outfit he wears every day. He sits awkwardly, taking up most of the couch, knees practically to his chin, wondering if he’s supposed to understand anything Tachyon is saying to him as she socially flits around the room conversing with Haka on the couch, Legacy and Ra by the kitchen counter as well as The Visionary and The Wraith standing by the fireplace hearth all at the same time.
Legacy is of course the perfect host. He’s like a happy smiling uncle, so glad to see all his family together as he gets his daughter’s cake ready. He pulls out the matches but not before Ra’s eyes blaze, he calls down the power’s of ancient Egypt, points a finger and all the candles burst into flame. Half melting the candles and the icing in the process. The Visionary simply shakes her head. She saw that coming. She tries to stay focused on what The Wraith is saying but can’t help seeing flashes of doom and destruction, and a vision of Absolute Zero getting a speeding ticket on his way to the party and receiving a larger fine for disrespecting an officer. That explains why he’s been sitting and brooding in the corner the whole party with no more then a grunt to anyone who addresses him. She returns her mind to the conversation.
The Wraith is well trained in proper social etiquette and is the perfect guest, complimenting Mrs. Parsons on her lovely roses. All the while her eyes scan the room for signs of illegal activity, possible enemies and the quickest escape route in case of an emergency. She carefully watches the new guy, Mr. Fixer. He hasn’t been around long enough to have The Wraith’s complete trust. But then…who does?
Mr. Fixer is at that moment under the kitchen sink working on a leak. Legacy told him to leave it be and enjoy the party but Mr. Fixer isn’t much of one for idle conversation.
Tempest stands by the fish bowl with a bit of a longing look on his face. He sighs, fixes his gills into a smile and tries to start a conversation with Fanatic.
Expatriatte just sends a card.