Test your limits [Complete]

[pretendytimes]

Characters: Tom Talbot FX and whoever wishes to stumble upon a failing hero.
Content: After hearing that powers get nerfed in this Manhattan, a certain superhero goes out to see just how much his did.
Location: Around Broadway.
Time of day: Early afternoon.
Warnings: None so far.

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[atleasticansee]

Was that a jet engine? No way. No way. First a helicopter, and now a jet. People were looking for them. They were going to escape. They were going home.

Tara, already out on the streets, ran to the last place she heard the engine come from. All manner of thoughts, including whether or not she really wanted to go home, were rushing through her head. But if the jet had really landed and it was safe from the parasites, no doubt everyone else would be rushing towards it, too. She wouldn't be alone. It was so much easier to make decisions when you weren't the only one making them.

She turned the corner hard with a strange mix of apprehension and excitement pumping through her veins. But... there wasn't a jet here. There was just some kid. What? Where did the jet go? What was going on here? All those feelings disappeared almost immediately as a wave of disappointment washed over her.

"Did you see where that jet went?" she asked whoever it was without even trying to help him up. Yeah, way to prioritize.

[pretendytimes]

"Note to self: jet is not a good idea," Tom mumbled to himself as he sat up and clutched his head. Honestly, it was a good thing neither Jack or Vicki had been around to see that. That would have been plain embarrassing and Jack would never let him live something like that down.

Now he was feeling woozy and his head hurt, just great. There was nothing like seeing imaginary stars to make one's day even better. But at least now he knew what not to do next time. It was a small mercy no one had been around to see that embarrassing blunder...or at least that's what he thought until a girl suddenly appeared.

Still a little dazed, he could only stare at her for a moment before he actually processed what she was saying.

"Huh, what j--...Oh, sorry. That was me." He rubbed the back of his head sheepishly as he gave her a somewhat lopsided but apologetic smile.

[atleasticansee]

...What. "Uh. How?" And yeah, there was probably a rational explanation for it, but Tara only knew shapeshifters who could turn into, y'know, living things. She'd never heard of any power that let somebody turn into a jet, so it wasn't exactly first and foremost in her mind.

Oh hey, you know what, maybe checking to see if he wasn't hurt would be a good idea. She walked over to him and bent down, offering a hand to help him to his feet. "That's not that important. Are you okay?" If he had been the jet, somehow, then that fall had probably been pretty nasty.

[pretendytimes]

"I'm alright," he replied as he gratefully accepted the hand offered to him and pulled himself back onto his feet. "Thanks." Although standing on his feet proved to be a challenge as a spell of dizziness hit him, making him a little wobbly on his feet.

It wasn't even the after-effects of the fall but that strange wooziness he had felt before upon his arrival that was making his vision swim. The fall actually hadn't been that bad. He had dealt with much, much worse.

"And I used my powers to do that," Tom explained once he had regained some of his composure.