((Wasn't sure when the polite time to remind you was. I was going to do it at midnight tonight, so thanks to Parisbre))
"So... we may be looking at a Master Shaker situation. With the Masters they already have, Skull with his osteokinesis, Spine with his robots, Humerus with her people copies and whoever this new guy is," Elena sighed, "it's like they are trying to build an army." The implications were horrifying, especially if this new guy happened to continue the ridiculous naming theme of the gang. "Thanks Bullhit. I would offer to relieve some of the stress you're feeling, but Sliver has been in that bathroom way too long, and I'm not allowed to use my powers in non-combat situations." Elena gave him a smile, a wink and put a finger to her lips . She watched as the emotional spectrum around his body softened marginally, not enough that sometimes a placebo was all that was needed. It was times like this that Elena loved having powers.
She strode over to the bathroom door and shoved it open to find Sliver, fully suited, in the middle of one of his personal pep talks to the mirror. She had been hoping for slightly more embarrassment and slightly less fear, but it would do. "Look," Elena said as she tilted her head and rubbed her eye in a way that exuded agitation, "I understand that you are the team leader, but I do wish that you were a bit more focused on the team.
She spoke quickly, upset, knowing that her own feelings on the matter were affecting her mannerisms, but this was a waste of time, "Bullhit just returned early after he defended a country club against the Bones and what sounds like a Shaker/Master with control of dirt. If you want to continue to debrief him, that's your prerogative, but I think that his time would be better spent showering off and not dirtying our couch anymore." She could hear a chuckle in the next room as she said it.
((how does Sliver react?))