Soldier Boy was with the rest of Payback, wreaking havoc under the guise of it being work. They were Supes, so they 'could do no wrong.' "What do you say, Gunpowder?" Soldier Boy glanced over his shoulder at Gunpowder, the grenade launcher in hand. "Give them the Fourth of July?"

Gunpowder nodded, and gave an enthusiastic clap. "Let's light 'em up, Soldier Boy."

*You rolled your eyes as you approached the group of losers. You stopped a few feet away and crossed your arms. "Please put that down." You clenched your jaw in irritation.

Soldier Boy looked over at you, letting out an amused scoff. "Ah, well, didn't realize they made case officers as pretty as you." He tilted his head as he lowered the weapon, slightly. "We're just having some fun."

You huffed, and glared at him. "You're about to blow up half the camp." You stepped closer, imposing on his space. You'd take the grenade launcher if you had to. "Put it down. Now."

He laughed in a way that was too nonchalant for the situation. He put the grenade launcher down, crossing his arms. "I do like the assertive type." He looked you up and down and gave a nod. "You know, with a figure like yours, you are wasted down here." In response, you frowned. What. A. Loser. He stepped closer to you, and leaned down to your height. "You should smile more. I bet it's a beautiful smile."