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Post by Deleted on Jul 16, 2014 17:33:35 GMT -6
The staff members stood there, the lead-most with her mouth open, stuck on the verge of uttering something before pausing at the sight of two well-behaved, almost angelic students. Quentin raised a brow as the teachers looked around then to one another, before stepping into the dorm room the leader of the trio folding her arms unconvinced. "...You two didn't happen to wander off campus, did you? The news is showing footage of a PAIR of speedsters, possibly young boys, using the city as their personal race track. You two wouldn't happen to know anything about this, would you...as you BOTH are young speedsters...?"
Quentin made a bewildered face, turned to his chum Max and asked with a straight face.
"...Dude... you're a speedster? Huh, who knew??" And shrugged before looking to the teachers again.
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Post by MAXWELL VERTER on Jul 16, 2014 18:09:46 GMT -6
Q was pretending to barely know Max, and Max followed suit.
"I barely know this guy. Why would I race him?" he said with an arrogant sneer. He gave Q a look of pure disdain, as though meant nothing. "He's probably waaay out of my league."
He shot Q a very fast wink, the stereotypical I'm-totally-lying-dude type wink. He didn't want Q to think he was suddenly a huge dick for no reason.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 16, 2014 22:59:25 GMT -6
So far, so good; the team of irate faculty members had nothing to go on save some footage they had no proof was them, really; like, could've been ANY kind of superhuman doing whatever was done! "What...did they say happened?" Q asked the head professor who refused to play along though she couldn't lay blame. "Whatever they did and whoever they are is not the issue; this university will not tolerate misuse of student abilities, on or off campus. Just remember that, you two."
A lingering look before she hurried out along with the two faculty members in tow.
Quentin waited till they were gone, peeking through a crack in the door before he turned to Max and would smirk proudly. "Heh! Like they'd be able to catch us, anyway!" He strut on over for a high-speed highfive!
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Post by MAXWELL VERTER on Jul 17, 2014 11:04:32 GMT -6
Max met Q's high-five with another high-speed high-five. Max was happy. He'd come here looking for purpose, to see what his powers could be used for. Now, he met someone who understood. Q was a cocky and willing to break rules... and Max could understand that.
"We've got to stick together man. Who else is going to keep up?" He gave Q a warm smile. "Even though that race was inconclusive, I'd be glad to call you my equal."
He walked out of the room, but not before adding:
"But just so you know, if round two ever comes around, you're gonna be eating my dust trails!"
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Post by Deleted on Jul 17, 2014 13:13:24 GMT -6
Somehow, he saw that last part coming! But, then, that was the speedster way; be fast, be first, be cocky! Heh, a humble speedster just didn't make sense! Max returned his high-five and expressed his sentiments about Quentin, which Q responded to with a nod. "Yea... I mean, I'm used to coming in first, but this is one time I don't mind a draw."
Then Max turned to leave, maybe to handle other affairs.
But not before letting off a parting shot. Quentin smirked, half-expecting him to just what he did. So, Q laughed and as the door closed behind Max, stated. "Hah... Well just see about that, Slowpoke." Ah... nothing like some good old-fashioned Speedster trash talk.
Nothing like it in the world.
(fin! good thread, dude!)
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