Vicious stared at the strange red headed man who had appeared out of thin air before him. The cigarette in his mouth quirked down almost slipped free, then up as he gained control over his surprise again. Well it was hard not to stare at a stranger, he reasoned to himself.

'Who in the hell walks around in leather like that these days?!' He thought to himself stepping a little closer the red head.

Well as interested in the odd stranger as he was the man apparently didn't seem as 'excited’ to see him.

Vicious knocked the ashes from his cigarette onto the ground. "You look thrilled to be here." He murmured in a sarcastic tone.