8517/Rave Meet 'Wave

Rave Meet 'Wave
Date of Scene:	02 November 2021
Location:	Club Highline
Synopsis:	There's going to BE a race!
Cast of Characters:	Naria Shepard, Harry Jordan

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Naria Shepard has posed:
A job! The hero thing didn't really pay the bills and despite her family money Rave did like to earn her own way. More than that, the 'neon bluenette' loved her music, the energy of her show and her songs. Getting people moving, excited, sometimes even entranced was as good as the rush of travelling along a super speeds.

Dressed as she usually was for club gigs, Rave was wrapping up her last track of the set, preparing to pack up afterwards...and then probably join the party, at least for a little bit.

Harry Jordan has posed:
Harry Jordan appears out of nowhere as the track ends. Actually someone with super speed would see him coalesce from glittering packs of energy, that spew from a speaker. The caped glowing figure becomes all too solid and falls out of the air, cape and all. Harry does a clumsy tumble as he hits the floor and lands at Rave's feet. He looks up and immediately covers is eyes.

"Ow. Sorry sorry sorry!" he spares a quick peek between fingers. Yup, it's a girl. In a skirt. He's going to hell.

Naria Shepard has posed:
Thankfully, it was relatively easy for a speedster to know to step back, and someone who wore a skirt as often as Rave? Well, moving a hand to adjust and obscure was easy enough.

The fact he'd nearly landed on her and her stuff however? "Dude, what the hell?" she exclaims, balancing her laptop against herself. "Don't you watch where you're teleporting? What if you crushed someone or something?"

Harry Jordan has posed:
Harry Jordan takes another peek. Ah safe.

The man in the very retro costume rolls on his side and gets to his feet. He checks a gadget laden belt and then his earphones before he speaks.

"I didn't mean to startle you. I'll fix or pay for damages. Super powers don't come with a manual, you know? You have to learn by doing. I'm Air Wave by the way. Actually the second Air Wave. My dad was the original. Oh... I'm messing up your show. Let me get out of the way." He steps down from the platform.

Naria Shepard has posed:
Rave actually blinks at that, tilting her head to the side. Certainly she knew she was a rookie hero even if she didn't have a costume, but it was still strange to have one literally just 'drop in'.

"The show is over," she speaks, gesturing to the laptop she was cradling. "I was packing up...did you like...not know where you were ending up?"

Harry Jordan has posed:
Harry Jordan gets up. He's athletic enough but it's obvious the helmet and belt add a good twenty pounds to him. He rubs the back of his neck then smiles ruefully.

"It's almost like waking up somewhere you never were before, with little idea how you got there... I guess. Would you enjoy that?" He finally focusses on her and blinks. "Hey... you're famous! Bluenette... girl who came out... Rave!"

Naria Shepard has posed:
Well, even if it was a little easier when she was advertised here, it was nice to be recognized! After all, there was a reason Rave did her social media 'hero' feed, and her own look wasn't exactly subtle.

"That's me," she offer with a smile and a wink, the flare of her hair and eyes glow suggesting she'd practiced the little display when her her hands were too full for her little air-drawing trick.

"Always nice to meet a fan."

Harry Jordan has posed:
Harry Jordan grins at the display. Then he says, "Harry Jordan, Air Wave! Actually Air Wave the Second" He offers her his hand then belatedly tries to help Rave with her load. Obviously old school chivalry is at work. "Let me help you break things down. Here. I'm good with IT." He does seem to juggle equipment, with an easy familiarity, not at all the clumsy fellow who suddenly appeared.

Naria Shepard has posed:
Well, he was giving his name, obviously Harry wasn't any more concerned about his identity than she was, even if he could probably hide it a bit better than she could.

His offer earns a moment of her opening her mouth to protest before shrugging and leaning against the wall, watching him gather up the rest with a raised eyebrow.

A moment, a moment more before she quirks her lips into a smile. "Yeah...I don't have a car or anything to load them in."

Harry Jordan has posed:
Harry Jordan frowns a little. "Well what do you plan on doing with them. enquiring minds want to know? Do you teleport them? Fly away? Store them in a pocket universe? Me? I go with wearable tech." He leans carefully on the wall sort of mirroring her pose and waits for enlightenment. Rave can see the helmet/mask is pretty functional with lenses to protect the eyes.

Naria Shepard has posed:
Did he have abilities or simply utilize advanced tech? It was hard to know for sure without asking. His question about what she was going to do however? That has Rave smirking...before she disappears in a streak of blue neon light with her laptop...a strobe of light in and out of the room as things disappear one by one.

She just carried each piece home now that she didn't have Ms. Winters to lend a ride.

Harry Jordan has posed:
Harry Jordan boggles at the vanishing act. He looks down at his suddenly empty hands. Now that he has his hands back he offers to shake hers. Then he says, almost impishly, "Would you like to race? I mean not if you're tired after your show and all. But I have this thing I do. I think I fly, but it's almost like teleporting, I go so fast. I never really got to try it against a metahuman."

Naria Shepard has posed:
"A race? Are you kiddinng?" Rave muses, gesturing to herself and then sweeping a hand to the door. "I can be hanging out in Fiji, sunbathing on the beach before most people can cross the room."

A little laugh, she glances out at the gathered patrons, some of which were probably looking their way thanks to her power display (and perhaps her attire) before exhaling her breath.

"Maybe next time, I'm going to head out of here. Find some other mischief to get into."

Light wavers around her, dancing around her hair and eyes as it was fairly clear she was about to take off.

Harry Jordan has posed:
Harry Jordan frowns a moment. "Listen. EM radiation is as fast as you can get. I'm only limited by my reactions while I'm solid matter. I'll race you anyt..." He realizes a moment later the lovely bluenette is gone. Maybe she did go to Fiji. Harry Jordan sighs, goes to the bar and gets a ginger ale.