i don't even know

[quicktothepoint]

WHO: Tommy Shepherd | Speed quicktothepoint and YOU
WHERE: idk all over, THE BOY GETS AROUND
WHEN: backdated to before the timeswitch! no specific date in mind.
WARNINGS: thank you
SUMMARY: NOODLES NEEDS EXCUSES TO DO SHIT WITH TOMMY, THUS - HE DOES SHIT. OF THE RANDOM SORT. AROUND THE CITY.
FORMAT: Quicklog is le preferred

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[dcushitkicker]

[Guy's just out, shooting the breeze and watching for crime since, hell, everyone else is up in arms about the whole switcheroo that the Porter pulled and can't be bothered to patrol. When he sees the kid speeding along the sidewalk, his interest rises. He comes down to glide along beside him, posed as if he's lounging on his side, rather than speeding through the air at high speed.]

What's up, kid?

[quicktothepoint]

[Tommy stares for a moment - namely at the less than impressive pose - trying to remember where he's seen Guy's face before. No luck.]

Can I help you?

[dcushitkicker]

[Guy just shrugs.]

Nah, you just looked a little out of it. You a hero or just runnin' around for kicks?

[quicktothepoint]

I'm not wearing all this spandex to go to a convention, that's for sure.

Who're you?

[dcushitkicker]

Guy Gardner. I'm a Green Lantern.

What about you? Got a fancy codename goin' on?

[quicktothepoint]

[Sounds pretty familiar.] Name's Speed. What's the occasion, 'Green Lantern'?

[dcushitkicker]

Speed... huh. Nothing much.

[a beat, then] You related to the Flashes?

[quicktothepoint]

[Raises an eyebrow.] What flashes?

[dcushitkicker]

They're the speedster family where I come from. Been at least two different guys as the Flash and a couple Kid Flashes runnin' around. Guess you're from a different 'verse, though.

[shrug because he doesn't care too much]

How fast can you go, then?

[quicktothepoint]

Oh. [He's run into Kid Flash before - one of them, anyway - so there's recognition in his expression.

The question earns a smirk from him.]

Nobody's been able to figure it out, yet. Why?

[dcushitkicker]

Yeah? Just curious.

[Maybe a little bit of a challenge in his smirk]

Flash at home can hit light speed.

[quicktothepoint]

[Tommy stops abruptly. He looks satisfied over anything else, though - he hasn't been the chance to truly show himself off for ever. The smug grin is here to stay.]

Sounds like a challenge to me.

[dcushitkicker]

[Guy raises an eyebrow, smirking in return.]

Yeah? You up to it?

[His ring can take him up to light-speed if he wills it (it's light after all), but he rarely pushes it to that level except for interplanetary travel. Today he'll be content just to see what the kid wants to show off.]

[quicktothepoint]

Name the place, old man. [Oh yes he did.]

[Tommy just claims to be 'Quicksilver fast', but he's pretty proud of the fact that he ran from New York to Genosha (and searched the entire premises) a lot faster than the time it took Billy just to teleport himself to the place. Besides, he's never actually raced anyone.]

[dcushitkicker]

Why don't we go somewhere the sonic boom's not gonna make people scream, first?

[Guy turns a corner and starts heading for the outskirts of town, figuring that the beach would be a safe place to run-- no people there in winter. He doesn't look back to see if Speed is following; Guy knows that he will be.]

[quicktothepoint]

[Sonic boom? Tommy gives Guy an arched eyebrow before complying with a shrug, following him to out of town. The thought that this could potentially be a trap doesn't even cross his mind, BUT WHO CARES HE'S GOING TO RACE AN OLD MAN.]

What, no hot chicks counting down for us?