Bumping into you casually, but you SPILLED MY COFFEE! (Closed to flashzune)

After only two weeks in New York, Daniel was already causing trouble. While concentrating on the contents of an alleyway, Daniel failed to look in front of him until his shoulder collided with a bystander. A bystander in weird suit, in fact. In one hand was a lighted cigarette, in the other was an empty cup. The contents were spilled over the man's shoes and white shirt.

(scowling)An 'excuse me' and 'I'm Sorry' will work, kiddo."

While the man cleaned his shirt, Daniel focused in on him. Scans showed that this "man's" bio signs differed from normal humans. His blood gave off a different coloration and his heart was beating faster. He knew that this man was different, and he could have the answers he was looking for. But for now, he knew it was bet not to make a scene.

"Sorry about that."

Watching the crowd form around the man and himself, Daniel saw no way out of this. If he fought this man out in the open, he would reveal what he really is. When the man took off his coat, Daniel calculated that his chance of success were 50/50. With no other venture, Daniel stepped forward, clenched his fist and growled, "Fine let's do this."

This man was moving too fast for Daniel to trace, so as his leg connected to the side of Daniel's face, he felt his face jerk violently to the side. Despite taking the full force of the attack, Daniel slowly turns his head as if nothing happened. An internal warning showed damage done to the external flesh. Sure enough, the gleam of his endoskeleton flashed in the faces of terrified bystanders. If intimidation was unsuccessful, combat would be the only option.

With the nanites in his face doing their work, Daniel's face stitched itself back together. He scanned this man's facial expression and found him not afraid, but he was smiling. Combat it was then. Seeing the man sport a large wingspan and soaring at six feet in the air, he knew for a fact that he wasn't human. "Fine, let's take this somewhere else." Pushing through the now appalled crowd, he scans the road for a nearby vehicle. As a motorcycle drove his way, he stepped out into the road and grabbed the speeding biker by his helmet. With one arm, Daniel throws the biker into the sidewalk. He walks over to the bike, mounts it and revs it. Looking up at the winged man, he screams "Where to?"

Using his HUD to follow the man's heat signature, Daniel raced through the city, bypassing traffic and pedestrians. At long last, had reached his destination, an old warehouse the seemed destroyed by natural effects. Daniel zooms in on the figure standing in the deserted parking lot. He was smiling while smoking a cigarette. Walking toward the man, Daniel confronted him. "Look, I didn't want to make a scene near the civilians,but you have might answers to my questions." Daniel rolls back the right sleeve of his jacket to reveal his DX-500 tattoo. "First question, what does this mean?"

That was typical, this guy was just another dead end. He tailed this inhuman man for nothing. But there was one thing Daniel could not let go. "Well, you can't help me, but you did kick me in the face. That I can't let go. Now it's my turn to do the kicking."

The man took a last intake of his cigarette before throwing it into Daniel's face. The bud landed onto his cheek and it sizzled through his flesh before falling onto the floor. Of course, Daniel felt no pain from this. He stepped on the cigarette, dousing it. Daniel prepared himself as the man charged toward him faster than the last time. Daniel knew that this speed was enough to knock him over, but still braced himself to be taken down.