Deluge in New York, once again.(open)

His city.

That's what New York was. It was his city, and he loved it. Nightkill looked around with a smile, examining the city and all it's wonders. And in some cases... Nightkill sighed, hearing a gunshot and a man running off, going by Nightkill. The man- and that is what he considered him, just a man- sighed, and ran after him. Not at super speeds, but quick enough to catch up.

The man fired at Nightkill, who quickly moved to the speed, briefly moving super fast. He could not afford to be hit by a bullet. Those things had the terrible habit of killing you when you least wanted it.

Nightkill was soon right behind the robber, who tried firing again, to no avail. His gun was jammed. While trying to fix the problem, Nightkill had grabbed his wrist, and threw the gun away to the side. He then punched the man once in the stomach, enough to double him over. Nightkill then saw a young man, a teenager of somewhere between 16 and 19, running after him.

"Ah, good to see you." he said. "Can you do me the favor of calling the police?" The robber lay on the ground, breathing heavily. "Not that we need backup."

((OOC: When my character is approved, can I join?))

http://superhero-rpg.forumotion.com/t3229-lets-get-prehistoric#49856

Sean ran at full speed after the man, which he knew was faster than the guy could muster, but he had the advantage of being ahead. Still that wouldn't help him for long, not if Sean had anything to say about that. Strands of hair threatened to fly into his eye, though he ignored it, as hsi eyes narrowed on the guy with a gun. Why was he running after him again? That gun could kill him, yet he ran. For a guy so smart, Sean tended to act like an idiot. Something fast ran pst him, quickl dispatching the strange man quickly. Sean gulped, as the man turned. Asking himt to callt he police, which he planned to. Pulling a quant looking cellphone from his pocket, flipping it open.

Quickly dialing 911, and telling the location for the police. Closing the cellphone with a clip, and sticking it back into his pocket Taking a small chip form his bag, and nibbling on it lightly."That was pretty cool what you did. You a hero, or somethin?" Sean questioned plainly, speaking in the comfortable manner he was accustomed to. Taking another chip, gnawing on it tenativly. As he waited for an answer, evaluating the strange man. Raising a periced eyebrow, as he took a quick swig of his sprite.

((OOC:If it gets approved before anything major in the topic happens sure.))

"Not a hero, just a man." Nightkill replied. The robber wasn't going anywhere, but Nightkill gave him a gentle THWACK on the head just in case. The man was soon out cold, and he nodded to another bystander. "Mind talking to the police for me? You can take the credit for this, I don't really care." he said.

He turned to Sean. "You want some coffee? I know an excellent coffee shop close by." he said. He then spoke in a quieter voice so only Sean could hear."And you seem to be a boy interested in superhumans. It'll give us a chance to talk." he said. Nightkill had guessed that the boy in front of him was a superhuman. It was really just a hunch, but his hunches tended to be correct. If it was correct, Nightkill would be rather proud of himself.

It had been a week since Adrian had entered this time, and currently was facing a dilemma. He had no contacts, which was a problem, there was no way he could get anywhere with his plans without them. He was walking down the side walk, wearing a black suit with a white undershirt and black tie. Then something came to his attention, there was a bunch of people crowded around something. He walked up to the crowd just in time to see the end of what appeared to be a very short fight.

The man who disposed of the robber seemed to interest him, especially when he turned down the claim of being a hero, hopefully he was someone who could help him. Deciding to tail the man, he stood at the back of the crowd to make sure he wouldn't get a good look at him, waiting for him to make his next move.

They walked to the nearest Dunkin Donuts.

There were many cops there, but none of them were paying attention to anything except their food. Nightkill sat himself and the boy at the farthest table. He went up to the counter, and got a coffee for himself and the boy. He picked the first item on the list, not really picky on the taste. That wasn't really why they were here anyway.

He turned to Sean. "Let's start things off. What's your name?"

Following 20 paces behind the pair, he quickly reached a Dunkin' Donuts, which he watched the other two enter. He examined the building, it was full of cops... that wasn't good, especially if those two turned out to be super heroes, he knew that if they were, they would definitely misunderstand his goals.

Normally not one for random destruction, he couldn't think of a better way to gauge the two. So, he walked inside, "how may I help you" asked a teenage girl at the counter.

"You can give me all your money" he said, as his sleeves burned away, leaving only his energy braces.

Nightkill raised an eyebrow, and turned to Deluge. "I believe that should be dealt with, don't you?" he asked him. Not waiting for an answer, he started standing up.

The cops, however, had already put their guns up and pointed at the strange man stating he would rob Dunkin Donuts. Which was a stupid move, who the hell tried to rob a Dunkin Donuts? There were so many cops there you'd have better lack robbing the police headquarters...

"Stand down, son." one cop with a mustache - why do cops always have mustaches- said in a deep voice. "Nobody has to get hurt."

Adrian simply smirked in response to the cops demand. Quickly scanning the room, he saw that most of the cops were sitting on one side of the shop, while two sitting on the opposite side. Not wanting to kill anyone, but knowing he couldn't take all the cops, he merely grabbed the girl across the counter by her collar.

"You're right, no one does have to get hurt. So why don't you all put down your weapons and walk out of here." he commanded as his bracer began to glow.

Nightkill didn't stand up or do anything fancy to attract attention to himself. But the lights in the building all flashed on and off. Then the electricity from the lights all flowed into a small ball levitating over the robber's head. The cops all stared at it in shock, and then Nightkill changed into an alien form while everyone's attention was focused otherwise.

He stood up, and stood near the robber, the ball of energy now in his hand. "That's precisely correct. Nobody has to get hurt. Now, you are outclassed and outmatched. I suggest you give up now and turn yourself in."