Kid Flash...

[b]Kid Flash?[/b]
[H3][b]Kid Flash?![/b][/H3]


As soon as he heard the words and he understood what the iron clad wannabe hero had said, Rufus's eyes went black. His head stopped. Who the fuck was this guy and how did he dare to be so insolent? This pathetic excuse for a hero had just run in and tried to take over the show. Rufus was so angry that anything that had happened previously had faded away and was no longer on his mind. The only thing he could think of was how much he wanted to vibrate his hand through his skull and tear his brain out of the back of his head.

What was worse than the disgusting insult was the fact that he was not barking orders around like he knew anything about either of them, bossing around like he himself was a titan, nay, like he was a member of the League. He couldn't know what he was talking about and every part of Rufus's body wanted to run to the other site of the country and come back, open that armor like a can. While his sadistic thoughts were filling his head much quicker than the mech-clad 'hero' could finish telling his 'plan' Rufus let out a grunt.

Someone who was so reckless not to be able to control his own equipment, to make a mess and allow collateral, he wasn't any better than the Kryptonian that was the loosest canon Rufus had seen. And this guy was trying to school him on how to be a hero? He wasn't gonna have any of it.
"For someone who can't control his pocket sized fighter jet. You sure are talking a lot." Rufus remarked, fixing the position of the trucker hat on his head, staring the two other males down for a split second before speaking again. "I'm out." And like that he was gone. He was gonna kill someone if he didn't focus on something else. Like a blur he ran across the city, scouting it out, counting each 'zombie' he came across and finding civilians to rescue. Dashing from the city back to safety, outside of the city, he carried the civilians and the more he moved the more energy he got.

After he had scouted the 10 mile radius around the area, he put his comm back into his ear, hearing shouting from within the tower. It was inaudible, but it certainly almost sounded like fighting. "Accelerate to Ravager. ETA on arrival?" He spoke, dashing through the city, into a convenient store where he saw a shadow move he ran, grabbing a snackbar he also found a little girl whom was crying, holding a doll in her hand. Had he been one of the Flash's, he would've chatted with the girl, made her smile and laugh and asked her about her parents. But he wasn't, he got shit done.

Before the girl knew what happened, she was on the hood of a police cruiser that was parked in the evacuation zone, sitting there safe and sound. Giving the all clear to the cops he began moving again, this time for the Titans Tower. "Ravager, come in Ravager." He tried, much to his disappointment, there was no answer. "They under attack, too?" He thought to himself, hurrying he would arrive at the tower but a few moments later.

Panting slightly as he arrived at the tower he saw Evan get off of Thermo. Flirting, now? Come on Blunderboy. Walking to the team in the hangar he removed his cap from his head, holding it in his hand. "Hell are you doing here still, should've been in the air a while ago." Since there was no real danger, he wasn't worried anymore, just really, really angry. Looking for Rose he turned to the group "So, where's Ravager at? Tried the comms, no answer. City's all kinds of messed up, zombies and what not, we need to get there, or Sentinel and the new guy are gonna burn it to the ground."