((Collaborative Post w/ TheUnknowable and Letter Bee))
Vin, Derrin, Kyle, and Alex
Vin glanced at the guy uncertainly, surprised that he cared whether the psycho attempting to kill him and everyone nearby lived or died. She knelt briefly and laid her hand on the downed man's forehead, checking his energy levels. They were faint, but still there, if a bit more sluggish than normal. She stood and shook her hands, the excess energy she absorbed was currently shocking the muscles in her arms, but she was a bit too close to others to safely get rid of all that energy at the moment.
"He'll live," she finally reported. She hovered a moment, unsure if she should leave or not. Would the police go after her as well? This wasn't a comic book, and the difference between fiction and real-life didn't give her much hope for their fair treatment.
"Good." said Derrin. "I'll go to jail for being a vigilante if I have to, but not a murder."
"You won't have to worry about the vigilante thing either." said a cop that walked up, a different one that before. Derrin could see that ambulances and fire trucks had started to show up. "We were ordered to cooperate with you. My guess is that the Captain doesn't want to risk our lives going after freaks if he doesn't have to. In case you were wondering, though, the guy was a Veteran. Honorably discharged about a month ago with PTSD. That's why he could stand up to you so well. I wouldn't be surprised if that, mixed with the Mars virus is what got him his powers.
"Great, let's bounce." Vin said, looking around for the best escape route with the least amount of traffic. She frowned at a camera above a nearby shop,
Fantastic, now I can never use this face again, she groaned internally. She was rather fond of this face, it was largely based off his mother's face, not that she'd ever seen it- or not that she could remember, but there were plenty of pictures.
Her eyes landed on the other guy then, the one with the electric fist, and a small grin pulled across her face as an idea came to her.
"Give me a ride?" She asked, the slightest bit of flirtation entering her voice. She'd become much more confident in using her sex appeal to get what she wanted since obtaining her shapeshifting powers.
"Let me get my cousin first." he said, "at least let him know where I'm going. HEY KY..." he started to shout before seeing him round the corner carrying a kid. "Hey, where'd the kid come from?"
"The burning building." Kyle said, handing the kid to a nearby paramedic. "So, what now?"
Alexander began to stir, getting up groggily.
"Guess I missed my cosplay convention. Anyway, what are we talking about?"
Vin forced herself not to frown uncomfortably at the two newcomers, so much for disappearing with the hot guy. Then she mentally shrugged and started thinking, these two had powers as well, and she was rather curious about what they could do and what they knew about powers in general. It wouldn't be so bad to group up. Mind made, she allowed a small smile at the group.
"Getting out of here," she answered, [color=f7941b]"I don't think we should hang around the crowds."[i] Or the cameras,[i][/color] she mentally finished, glancing at the one she'd noticed earlier.
"Convention? What kind?" asked Kyle as they walked back to the car. Then he noticed the way his cousin was looking at the woman that had helped them. "You know what, we're not that late. Maybe I can go with Alex, here," he motioned to Alex, " and you can pick me up later. How about eight, down the road at McDonalds?"
"Star Wars Convention," spoke Alexander, "and thanks! Oh, and I also run an auto shop with my mom and dad; so if you guys need a base or anything or a source of support for hero work..." he trailed off.
Vin did frown then, glancing at each of the boys to guage their reaction to the suggestion. She had zero interest in becoming Batman, so she did not need a Batcave or any variation thereof.
"Great," Kyle said, "I love Star Wars, especially their RPGs. See you later, Derrin." Derrin nodded and gave him a thmbs up before Kyle walked off with the other super.
"So," said Derrin to the woman beside him, "You hungry? We could go have an after-action meal, celebrate our victory. I'm Derrin by the way." He held out his hand.
Vin took his hand with a mischievious smile. An idea had come to her, perhaps a bit of harmless manipulation was in order? As their hands touched she forced out the smallest hint of energy, sending tiny shocks skittering across their palms. It was no electrifying first kiss, but it would do.
"Call me Vin." She introduced, pretending she hadn't noticed the sensation.
She glanced back to the restaurant she'd lifted a plate of pasta from, it wasn't exactly a fulfilling meal, but she had eaten earlier as well... but she was still pretty hungry. She blamed it on her powers, they didn't work by magic (not that she knew at least), which meant they were using up all her energy to do what she did. Another meal was just what she needed.
Besides, it's been a while since she went on a date...
"I'm starving," she agreed.
"Where to?""You pick," said Derrin, "I've never been good at picking a place to eat."
Vin took a moment to think it over, what was she in the mood for... smoothies! But that wasn't a meal, not really, but there was this one place she'd stopped at when first coming to towm.
"I know a place, a little diner on the south side of town. Nothing too fancy, cheap too, but they have the best corndogs." She grinned at the thought, it'd be just like going tot he state fair back home.
"Sure", Derrin said, then lead her to his car. "It's not much, but at least it runs well," he said as they got in. A few minutes later they arrived at the resturant. "So, corn dogs?" he said, trying to think of something to say. "You like them plain or.."
Well at least I didn't resort to inuendo this time. he thought.
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(Timeskip to the ticket booth)
Kyle approached the ticket booth. "Uh, how much?" he asked.
"One hundred." said the woman behind the counter.
"Seriously?" he asked, swiping his card. "Is it usually that much?" He looked to Alex for an answer before downloading his ticket.
"Yeah, it's that much," Alex said to Kyle, putting down his own funds. "Anyway, it'll be fun; there'll be music, dancing, and rare merchandise, as well as food!"
"I hope so," said Kyle. "I don't really have money to waste." With that he headed to the front door.
"I can pay," said Alexander, "assuming we're going to be part of the same team." Entering the convention center, they would find an immense roaring of song and music, as people in various Star Wars costumes met, talked, and partied, while numerous booths sold the rare merchandise Alexander spoke about, including, of course, a holographic fake lightsaber.
"Actually," spoke the boy, "there's a Star Wars Triva contest, where the price is twenty-four million dollars. Even accounting for inflation, that might be a good sum. How's your Star Wars knowledge?"
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