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Post by MAXWELL VERTER on Jul 14, 2014 11:23:14 GMT -6
He and Q sped up, soon doubling their previous speed. Q was obviously impressed, and expressed his feelings. Max was glad.
But then Q veered off randomly. What was that for? Was he giving up? Trying to cheat by cutting the loop? But no, Max saw Q coming into view, and he was...
"What the-"
He could see Q come back into view, only now he was sprinting on top of East River. Max was impressed now. Q was starting to show off. But Max was good at showing off too.
"Running on water, huh? Pretty cool. But can you do this?" he shouted, before running up the side of one of the skyscrapers, then keeping up with Q while running sideways along the towering buildings, jumping as he met the edges. People down below gawked and stared.
"Don't look now , but I think we have an audience."
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Post by Deleted on Jul 14, 2014 11:33:12 GMT -6
Peering up as he raced along, Q couldn't help the impressed smirk that grew on his face when he saw Max's stunt. Heh. Defying gravity. Total cool in his book. Quentin veered right towards the Brooklyn Bridge. Moments later, he's scaling it, sprinting along the vertical surface of one of the support pillars; he then ran across the wires, looping up and down with the coils. From where Max was, he could see Q not so much what he was doing until...
After about four or so ups and downs, he used the collected momentum to leap off the fifth and toss himself through the air; twisting his feet frontwards, the second they touched the glass of the window, he took off running, meeting Max in time to hear his words and look. "Sh-...we better keep it a bit more low key!"
Later Q'd run down the building and retook the street continuing the race. "Don't need my face on the evening news."
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Post by MAXWELL VERTER on Jul 14, 2014 11:46:47 GMT -6
Max watched in awe as Q blasted off the Brooklyn Bridge and down again .
"That was amazing dude!" he exclaimed, no longer feeling smug and instead feeling genuine excitement. "I couldn't do that without breaking both my legs."
He noticed Q move back onto the ground, telling him to keep it low-key. Max could understand that. Secret identities and all. He moved down and back at Q's side when suddenly he felt odd. Like he ought to do something... crazy.
"Is it just me, or do you feel like I do, like we're not really trying?" he shouted.
"You ever heard the term Mach? It denotes how much faster than the speed of sound you're traveling. So like, Mach 2 is two times the speed of sound."
Max stumbled for words, so he figured he'd just show him. He moved onto the East River, just like Q had done, only now he would change it up.
"This is what Mach 2 looks like."
And with that, Max blasted forward... and dissapeared.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 14, 2014 11:58:54 GMT -6
He was busy trying to find the quickest way back onto Broadway when Max called out from behind him; he peered over his shoulder as he caught up with him. "...not trying..?" Quentin slowed for just a moment as he considered what his rival was proposing. From what it sounded like, he was saying they...stop holding back.
"......"
The speedster didn't say anything when Max spoke up and explained himself. He just listened.
Then Max moved out onto the water like Quentin had earlier, but didn't intend to imitate him. Quentin veers for the river as well in time to see Max 'disappear'... Gliding along the river's surface, Quentin adopts a fiends smirk, removes his button-up shirt-it was already wet and would only burn up anyway-and donned some shades.
The water exploded along the isle of Manhattan stunning millions along the way.
A few soundless moments into Max's lone sprint, he'd hear the wavy voice of another he may have forgotten. "Yea...I've heard of 'mach speed'." He had only a respect-filled smirk at this point. This guy was a true speedster.
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Post by MAXWELL VERTER on Jul 14, 2014 12:07:40 GMT -6
This was incredible: Q was keeping up! Perhaps Max had underestimated him before. He was at least fast enough run up walls and on water, and could match him even at supersonic speed. He made extra sure to look ahead: at this speed a slip up could be fatal. That was why he had chosen water: con create hurt to grind on 1400 miles per hour (well that and the fact that the concrete would have literally blown up).
"I've gotta ask man: just how fast are you?" this was neither mocking nor adoration, but a genuine question. His roommate had clearly proven that he was Max's equal, and now Max wanted to learn about his new partner.
He imagined how much life would change now that he had a roommate that could... keep up.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 14, 2014 12:17:05 GMT -6
Yo, what! This dude was HARD! He not only gave Q a run for his money, he gave him change for a dollar! This was, by far, the most awesome thing to happen to him, seconded only by his gaining these powers at all. Today he may have had to deal with having his future picked out for him, but he gained something much more; a true kindred. Someone who...got the need for speed! Reason enough to attend the Uni.
Max quizzed him and Quentin had to answer the only way he could.
"Fast as I wanna be? I dunno, man; I just run as fast as I can and haven't found a speed limit yet!" He shrugged then and ran some more. "What about you? You max out, yet?"
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Post by MAXWELL VERTER on Jul 14, 2014 12:26:25 GMT -6
"I don't know how to put this... My limit isn't from how fast I can go, but the damage I can cause." he began, feeling a small bit of shame. "Back when I first got my powers I had joyride through the town, then thought it would be cool to hit Mach 4 right through the center of town"
He looked at Q, his previous smile replaced by a scowl.
"Shattered every window on the block, lit the street on fire, and left me with two broken legs right after I smashed feet first into a cinder block wall. I told myself I had to be more careful than that. That time it was just objects. Next time, it might be people."
He looked forward again... just in time to see himself about to faceplant into a barge at Mach 2.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 14, 2014 12:43:12 GMT -6
Q listened as Max spoke on, going into his first moments as a high-speeder. Heh, for Quentin that was about a year ago and he wasn't any better off at the onset that this guy it seemed. "Ouch. Must've left a heinous skid mark. Geez..." He turned his head from thinking of the nasty peel that had to leave.
"My first run, I trip and skid for four minutes; thankfully, it was over water so the burn wasn't too bad; spent a week in the hospital." He confessed quickly, turning to look ahead in time to see Max's eyes widen and notice the incoming barge. "Yo, lookout!" Reaching across and tugging him to the left, twin shafts of water would arc around the barge as it swam past them.
Back on track, he left Max to his own legs. "Eyes on the prize, Runner Up!" Q started off with some boyish trash-talking.
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Post by MAXWELL VERTER on Jul 14, 2014 13:19:47 GMT -6
Max couldn't believe it: he'd just gotten blind sided by a barge. Since when did he, or anyone for that matter, get blind sided by a barge?
"Th-Thanks, Q" he stuttered, thankful for the save. Q told him to keep his eyes on the prize. Wait a minute...
"If we've been running at Mach 2 for this long, how are we still on track?"
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Post by Deleted on Jul 14, 2014 13:58:40 GMT -6
He shook his head; guy had to learn to watch the road! But, it was ok cuz Q was there. And maybe that was the point; heck, the world had enough telepaths, superstrong guys, and flyboys to last till kingdom come...but how many speeders?? Precisely why they needed to stick together and watch each others back.
"Hey... we should prolly head back to Uni; I think we both made our respective points today." The race, as it was, was over in his mind. The outcome: a friend was made. Q turned and headed back for the speck of land known as North America in the distance.
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Post by MAXWELL VERTER on Jul 14, 2014 15:09:19 GMT -6
Max agreed with Q. The race was over. They'd proven that they were (in Max's mind) equals, and Max was fine with that. And so together they ran back to the North American continent, happy with their results.
On the way back to New York, however, he saw something on one of the tv screens. He motioned for Q to stop. One he stopped he got a good view of the building... and shuddered.
"Uh, Q, remember how you said you didn't want to end up on the evening news?" He asked, then pointed at the screen, which showed both of them, in full view, having their race around town. Everything from Max wall-walking to Q throwing himself off the Brooklyn Bridge, all in Hd quality.
"Well, gotta admit, they do their job well."
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Post by Deleted on Jul 14, 2014 16:06:20 GMT -6
On the way back, he took a moment to go over what occurred today; forced to enroll in a mutant school for kids. Given a roommate he didn't ask for. Challenged and then pushed. And now... a friend. All in an evening. Approaching the eastern coastline of the states, he could glimpse the wonder wheel at coney and knew they were almost home.
He sped up.
Minutes later, Max spoke sort of tapping him on the shoulder and pointing. And, when Q took a peek. "...Dawg!" Hold up! Wait a minute! He was on TV??! With the future of the Wright Foundation at stake, this was not good; gladly, the camera angles didn't allow for the two speeders faces to be seen.
They dodged a bullet; something not alien to them, yes, but, a close one.
"Don't think the Dean would like knowing their students surf bridge railings. Campus. Now!" And, Q took off, rushing home while in true Ferris Bueller fashion, a few faculty members-who happened to be watching the TV and realized there just happened to be on this very campus a pair of speeders who share the same room-strolled briskly down the hall towards the room of the alleged missing speedsters...
It was a race, just of a different kind!
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Post by MAXWELL VERTER on Jul 16, 2014 12:16:14 GMT -6
Q looked horrified. Was he that worried? Max wasn't too worried about this. After all, who's going to come after a guy who can lap Manhattan? Q mentioned the school. Max listened intently, a small look of confusion on his face... which quickly changed to horror as he realized the full implications of what they had just done.
"Wait, what?! Well then we gotta go now!" he shouted before blasting towards the Academy. Internally, Max was in agony.
"What the hell was I thinking? I'm so totally gonna get expelled for this!"
Faster and faster he raced towards the school, and soon it came into view.
"There it is!" he shouted to Q, as he did a quick visual scan of the buildings. "There! That's our dorm!"
Faster and faster he ran, praying that they would make it in time...
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Post by Deleted on Jul 16, 2014 14:25:59 GMT -6
"Don't think! Just run!" Q hollered over the flutter of the wind to Max, urging him not to focus on getting caught as much as not getting caught. "I ain't been bagged yet!" Quentin accelerated in time with Max, banking hard as they entered the campus grounds. Their dorm building already in sight. "Come on! Punch it!" He had a sinking feeling time was running out!
Elsewhere, a trio of teachers, two women and one man, push their way into the wing where the duo lived and stomped indignantly down a flight of staircases before charging out into a hall; the boys dorms were dead-ahead and within the answer to this alleged allegation of misuse of powers, powers heretofore under the supervision of the Uni. In short, it was on the school's head if it's student's dicked around. Quentin dashed into the school, making sure to take the rear to avoid being seen running on campus.
Running down the hallway to his room, he dashed by a mirror and saw the trio of teachers coming down another hall, and went wide-eyed. Looking ahead, lie his and Max's dorm room door. Slipping through it, he rushed around the room making it look like he'd been there a while, and sat on the bed innocently playing with his DOS...when he noticed the door was swinging slowly and he zipped over, stopped it and zipped back to the bed, just as the teachers burst onto he and Max...
Just chilling.
Q looked over at Max. Then the teachers. "M, yes?"
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Post by MAXWELL VERTER on Jul 16, 2014 17:07:46 GMT -6
Max and Q rocketed along the campus, finally entering the building zipping up flights of stairs, blasting towards his room.
"I can't believe this! My first day here, and I can't resist getting into a competition that could get me expelled!" he screamed in his mind, his thoughts a scrambled mess as he zipped right through the door,, into his bed, and picked up a book, following Q's example.
The teacher's entered the room, and, in unison with Q's voice, asked "Need something?"
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