[center][h2][color=orangered]Cassidy Hendricks[/color] - Some Alleyway[/h2][/center]

The teenager couldn't get very far after her little break before something had intercepted her. When food appeared out of thin air and began floating a few feet in front of her she came to an immediate halt in her jog. Cassidy was confident that she was hallucinating at this point and it was just another sign of how bad her condition was affecting her. But before she could start running again it was revealed that an invisible man had been holding the food, materializing in front of her and greeting her aloud.

[b]"Hello, pleased to meet you! I'm Macavity, and please don't kill me."[/b]

Cassidy's first instinct was to assume he was working with the people who abducted her. He had a superpower just like she did, though his was clearly way different. Cassidy had never had to deal with another parahuman before, at least not to her knowledge, so she immediately figured he was more threatening than he looked. Why would this man be stopping her? Why did he have food? There were many questions and the confusion Cassidy was feeling was very apparent if Macavity had to judge by her expression and demeanor. [b][color=orangered]"Who are you?"[/color][/b] she snapped at him, making it extra clear how defensive she was. This was followed by a quick cough, her parched throat betraying her in the moment she was trying to seem tough. Cassidy was already considering using her power to stop this man and run away but she wanted to be conservative in her use. She had no idea how much "time" she had left, considering how many men were in that warehouse. She had estimated it was only a dozen but when she escaped it was very clear that it was far more than that.

With her "time" reserves so low it wouldn't be a good idea to freeze this man for any useful length of time. If it was only for a few seconds he could catch back up with ease, probably. If it was for a few minutes she might be putting herself dangerously low or even run out entirely. At the very least she had to see if he was going to be an actual threat. If he pulled out a weapon or made any sudden movements she would activate her power. She was feeling weak so if she wanted to incapacitate him she would have to freeze him for longer than she was willing to risk, so Cassidy decided her back-up plan was just to run. [b][color=orangered]"Don't try anything funny..."[/color][/b] Cassidy's desperation was getting the better of her and despite her caution she still didn't even wait for Macavity to offer the food in his hands. She gingerly reached for the Gatorade bottle first, prioritizing her thirst. But she moved slowly to see if he would stop her or react in some way. Cassidy briefly considering the idea of freezing him for a few seconds so she could safely grab the drink but she didn't want to reveal her power so quickly. After all he didn't seem to fully understand it right now judging by his comment. Or at least Cassidy hoped he didn't understand it, because the idea that he may have been sarcastic didn't even occur to her as she took the plastic bottle from his hand.

[center][h2][color=skyblue]Natasha Burkova[/color] - En Route[/h2][/center]

The blonde woman sat in the back of the limousine with most of her security detail seated around her with only two in the front of the vehicle. She was calmly going through her purse as the vehicle drove through Denver, away from the police department. [b][color=skyblue]"Pull onto Baker street,"[/color][/b] Natasha commanded as she withdrew a small white mask from the handbag. [b][color=skyblue]"After I leave take the detour to the warehouse and wait outside my office for me to return if I am not already there."[/color][/b] She slipped the small eyemask onto her face before withdrawing a bandana from the bag as well. After fastening it to her face she was already much harder to recognize, unless one were to be very particular with hair. [b][color=skyblue]"Consider this an emergency. We don't know what power the cape has. Keep the standard damage control procedures. No cops are going to show up."[/color][/b]

Though the limo wasn't of the particularly long variants it still had plenty of room and a sliding glass sun roof over the center of the passengers' section. Natasha unbuttoned her suit and began taking her clothes off, setting them aside in an empty seat in a messy pile. Her entourage was already aware of who she was, leaving none to be surprised by the uniform she was wearing underneath her clothes. Instead they gave a chorus of approval to her plan, understanding what their orders were. Now that Natasha had fully donned her costume she had become [color=skyblue]Sonika[/color]. The aryan supervillain got up from her seat just as the driver navigated the vehicle onto the designated street. There was only one other vehicle and it was an angle that the cameras from the previous intersection would not reach. [b][color=skyblue]"Прощай.[/color][/b]

When the driver opened the sunroof she immediately launched straight into the air from within the cab, the sudden burst of wind blasting the security as if there had been a small gale inside the car. Not enough to shake the limo but enough to cause loose clothing to flap about uncontrollably for a brief few seconds. But now that Sonika was in the air she was free to move. The supervillain increased her altitude, hovering high above the ground to make it harder to see her from below. The coloration of her costume assisted in this. Once at about two hundred meters she began to move forward, making a straight line to the warehouse on the other side of Denver. Sonika was far faster than any car, accelerating through the sky at increasing speed. It wouldn't take her a full minute to reach her destination across the city, though she made sure not to go [i]too[/i] fast. She was able to fly at great speed by entirely removing the air around her to negate all air resistance. Without friction there was no g-force that would harm her and she would be capable of accelerating to speeds rivaling the fastest aircraft with enough time. But the air outside her air-less space was still being moved and affected, so if she went too fast and broke the sound barrier it was likely that at her height someone would hear it below and look up. All she had to do now was hold her breath and move forward, paying no mind to any of the drama happening in the city below as she homed in on her target.