THE MOON IS CRUMBLING BUT THAT'S OKAY || SPARRING PRACTICE || OPEN

[CAUSTIC.]

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DR. CAUSTIC

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The last few weeks had been awful, ti say the least. Between Octane's arrival, his lab exploding, Aurum leaving, his promotion, and existential dread, he was... not having a great time.

He wasn't too excited to be present for this, either, and he knew Octane shouldn't catch wind of this event. The daredevil was likely to... well, lose himself in the heat of combat. Caustic approached, taking a seat nearby with a small cough.
"Greetings, Bloodhound, I think I'll just watch for the moment," After all, each Legend knew how ferocious the other was.

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