Aliens to your right...mutants to your left....what's a guy to do?

[burnit_down]

Adam was getting pretty used to driving along the back roads into the little towns all through North America, including discovering his fondness for something called a 'chili dog'. It was interesting certainly, and got him to understand humans a bit more than ever he had before.....but it didn't really help him out on his quest. Finding yourself

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[shatterstar]

Shatterstar had been going slightly stir-crazy for awhile at the mansion. He needed to get out more often. Since there had been a dramatic drop in the need of the sharp and pointy brigade after the attack on the school, he had been ranging out. Especially since people were watching the news instead of Ninja Warrior

[burnit_down]

Adam's ear twitched. Something was off. He didn't stop moving however, his long tangle of blond hair swishing along his back gently. His experiences tended to make him a shade paranoid, granted, but he was certain of the fact someone was either tailing him or watching him.

Keeping his stance easy and loose, he pulled one of his hands out of his pockets as he walked...and towards the razors he kept lined along his belt.

It never hurt to be ready for a fight.

[shatterstar]

Shatterstar wasn't going for stealth so he didn't really employ it. He kept his eye on the blond walking in front of him. His eyes narrowed slightly as he tried to assess the man. He didn't seem ready.

That could be problematic. Surprised foes fell faster. There was no excitement in that. So, the redhead lengthened his stride to eventually catch up. He settled his sword case along his forearm and in the crook of his elbow to be used as a small battering ram. His other hand reached to tap his target's shoulder when he got within distance.

[burnit_down]

It didn't quite go as Star planned it. Adam stiffened upon feeling the approach and just as the other man reached for him- Adam dropped into a crouch and jerked his own elbow back towards where his assailant's sternum ought to be.

Although the approach was nonlethal Adam figured it was better to start there- civilians tended to get hysterical if you went right for the knives and blades.

[spideyfoes]

The large plate glass window of a jewelry store across the street erupts in shards of glass, exploding outward to shower the streets with debris, as a green-suited hoodlum leaps from the interior, holding a large bag of criminal proceeds.

"Thanks, pal. This ought to tide me over for a while." He calls back to the owner of the shop, tauntingly.

[shatterstar]

"Longshot is our greatest hero because he did not die. He did not give up. He embodies hope many years after his era." Shatterstar replied to Adam. He could not keep the reverence out of his voice if he wanted to.

The Mojoworlder moved over to the edge of the roof where Adam had indicated. He glanced over the edge. "It is an illegal shopping spree. Should we stop it?"

Shatterstar personally thought so because the man with the large bag appeared tough. He wanted the fight more than the idea of doing the right thing. He glanced around for awnings or flag poles to use to get down.

[burnit_down]

"Longshot...not exactly an inspiring name," he doubted. But then again 'Shatterstar' wasn't exactly better. But who was he to judge? Adam didn't even know his own anymore.

Glancing down at the large man with the....tail?...and smirked. "Well, we have already warmed up. Say...first one to knock him out buys the other dinner?" He grinned and flipped off the edge of the roof to bound down to the ground as he pushed himself off the walls.

Landing in a crouch, he moved himself closer behind the 'dude with a tail' and smirked.

[spideyfoes]

The metallic green tail of the Scorpion whips around as he retreats from the store, and then turns - spotting the two heroes in his way.

"What are you, mutant ninja surfers? Malibu is a couple thousand miles that way."

He jerks his thumb in a northern direction, for those keeping score.

"Scram."