[img]https://fanart.tv/api/download.php?type=download&image=15912§ion=3[/img] While nearby the fight was still raging on Quicksilver was playing crowd control. The panicked masses as closing in on the dangerous fight and Pietro knew casualties could only come from such stupidity. He knew from experience on these kinds of things. Quickly throwing barricades down to keep the crowds a safe distance away from any oncoming shrapnel or being in range for Lorelei to take control of any of the men. “Alright screw off if you've seen one fight you've seen them all. What do the Patriots or whatever not have a game you can all mindlessly stare at?” Pietro called to the crowd, he never really did like American Football. It was shitty team hand egg. The dumbest of Americans have no idea what real football looks like. “Go on beat it!” Pietro continued under a very clear, “Screw you mutie!” came from someone in the crowd. Pietro saw the man who shouted it, and the small throng of supporters who cheered him. Then glanced back over at the battle, no one seemed to be paying any attention to what he was doing... good. The man sure was proud of himself for calling that filthy mutant out, that is until a sudden gust of wind brought about a VERY sharp pain in his groin. As Quicksilver took a second to give the man a real showing of what 'kicking the uprights' meant. The man's eyes nearly popped out of his skull as he collapsed to the ground clinching his crotch. All as Quicksilver was right back where he was standing before. “Anyone else? Anyone else want to call me names? No?” Pietro dared the crowd, he was not in a good mood, and unlike his teammates while he wasn't about to kill anyone, he wasn't going to let just anyone get away with crap like that.