Meanwhile, in Fused's apartment. . .
Fused sits at his computer with a pair of headphones on while deciphering audio wavelengths.
Fused: That was really embarrassing. I know the frequencies are right. If I could just. . .
He diverts his attention from the audio streaming through the phones to light footsteps approaching his front door.
*knock knock*
Fused walks to his front door and opens it. There looms a figure in his doorway with an intense presence.
Midnight Spectre 2.0: The JLR needs you.
Fused: Whoa, really? After what happened to your teammate?
Midnight Spectre 2.0: I'm not entirely certain he didn't enjoy it. Besides, the JLR knows you have potential. And I can sense you have greater potential that you have not yet revealed. And Vegi-La has run amok in this city. We need all our available resources to stop him, including you.
Fused: I don't know how useful I can be. My tech as you saw isn't quite fully functional as of yet.
Midnight Spectre 2.0: Registered Member 552 is an engineering and nanotechnological wizard. I'm sure he can augment your equipment as you like. That in addition to your meta-abilities can prove quite useful.
Fused: Wait...you know I have meta-powers?
Midnight Spectre 2.0: I'm very perceptive.
Fused: Well I hope he hooks me up regardless of what happened to him at our last encounter.
Midnight Spectre 2.0: It may take some persuasion. And I know you can be persuasive.
Fused: You know that was completely unintentional, right?
Midnight Spectre 2.0:. . .
Fused: . . .right?
Midnight Spectre 2.0:. . .
Fused: It's supposed to effect both men -and- women. Take them to euphoric bliss n' all. It's not like I was -trying- to give 'im a . . . . . .
Midnight Spectre 2.0: . . .
Fused: . . . aw fuck. . .
