Owner	Pose
Nico Minoru	Jog jog jog. Considering she needs to get in shape as part of her SHIELD training, this early evening finds a certain Japanese young woman running through Union Square Park. It's dark, and for some reason, she wears dark clothes; the dark navy sports bra and matching booty shorts offers a nice contrast to her milky pale flesh, as she works up a sweat, just huffing and puffing along as she listens to some music on her earbuds. All in all, everything seems to be a normal evening so far.
Johnny Storm	Johnny enjoys getting out into the cool air for a run. While some people would rather him use the gym of the plaza, it's so boring and bland. This is how you mingle and mix, and get some fresh air. Dressed in a pair of sweats with the hood down, he jogs through the park as he comes up on the Japanese girl. There's a glance for a moment, then he focuses on the jog. He can catch back up later, surely. But, as he approaches her, he gives a warning. "On your left."
Kenesha	Kenesha arrives at the park by way of teleportation to a quiet alcove of trees. Reaching into her satchel she pulls out a small orb that looks to be made of clay. Holding her palm flat out, she mutters a few words in some long-forgotten language and watches the orb begin to glow a faint blue as it lifts from her palm to hover perhaps an inch over it, slowly spinning. It's almost reminiscent of a spinning circle mouse symbol from ages back when it took time for webpages to load. Finally, a pinpoint of thin red light beams out from the orb like a laser pointer. Nodding, the blonde starts off in the direction of the laser pointer, walking at a decent clip, but not by any means hurrying. Just following the red dot casually. The woman looks like something out of the 30s or 40s in her cropped aviator's bomber jacket and close fitted jodhpurs and the knee-high boots and goggles currently nested around her hairline. Like one of those women that were filled with 'moxy' and 'gumption' and who did things that were considered 'mens work'. Indiana Jones meets Amelia Earhart wrapped in the guise of a 20-something blonde woman. Her path seems to be bringing her on an intercept course with Nico.
Julian Keller	Julian Keller is not here to jog. He's dressed more like he's just come from a business meeting. His jacket is off and his vest is unbuttoned as he sits idly at a bench in the park. He slowly, tries to unbutton the buttons at his sleeves and while succesful and able to roll up his sleeves the process looks awkward. Especially since he wears gloves as well. Shaking his head, Julian rises and folds his jacket over his arm, he notices something on his shoulder and he does that turn thing that sends him into the possible path of the runners. Likely Johnny, considering he passed the Nico on the left. "Woah!" He says snapping out harshly.
Quentin Quire	It's certainly a choice to make, jogging through the park as the sun starts to set. Which is why Quentin is most assuredly _not_ jogging through the park. Not in these shoes. Instead he's squared up at a park bench, casually people-watching as he works on a coney and a soda. The coney is absolutely heaped with chili, cheese, onions, pickles, and more, and you'd expect that Quentin would be too. But somehow he's managing to devour the dog without getting a drop of anything on his black & pink vest. The fashionable (and expensive) sunglasses across his eyes doing a good job at hiding the pink glow behind them, as he telekinetically keeps his snack in one piece.
Nico Minoru	It's all Johnny's fault. If he didn't give her the warning that he was passing by, she probably would have noticed that she was potentially in the way of Indiana Jones-meets-Amelia Earhart. But who wouldn't look back at the beautiful man that is Chr..erm, Johnny Storm? Nico blinks for a few moments as she steps to the side, giving the man leeway on the path so he can run past if he so chooses. That's when she finally looks back ahead of her, when she almost runs into Kenesha, stopping just before collision. "Oh shit! Totally my bad." she says, putting up her hands. Meanwhile, anyone who might be a bit more situationally aware than the witch could see a couple dressed in black, seeming to be necking in a thicker part fo the woods in the park.
Johnny Storm	There was about to be a three-person pile up in the middle of the path. When Nico looked back, Johnny watched. Because he was waiting for the visual cue that... and there it is, she's realized who he is. There's a little wink sent her way. It was totally meant to be the whole 'Keep it a secret I'm out here jogging and don't fangirl' wink. It has failed, totally. So when Nico nearly trips, he was about to catch up to Nico to catch her, but then "Holy shit, it's Amelia Earhart's ghost!" he announces as he sees Kenesha, and he's the one having to veer of the path, and finds himself drifting towards Quentin's bench. Oh, this could be... "FLAME ON!" Johnny's body suddenly explodes into plasmatic flames and he rises into the air, streaking upwards so he doesn't hit the bench or the poor guy on it, or the girls, one from the 40s, the others in booty shorts in the cold. He's seen weirder. "Sorry about that, my man." he offers to Quentin as he floats in mid-air. "We cool?"
Kenesha	"Hm? Oh... oh! Ah, no, no it's entirely my- ... interesting..." Kenesha halts mid-apology with Nico to notice that the the little glowing orb hovering above her palm is no longer spinning, and the red dot seems to have settled on Nico herself. Her head cants to the side as she looks from the girl to the orb and back again, "*Very* interesting... it doesn't usually pick up on living signatures..." She glances back over her shoulder towards the near-miss between Johnny and Julian, blinking once more, as if information is finally starting to filter in past her 'glowy orb' blinders she's had on. Looking back to Nico, she tries again, "My apologies, I can get absorbed in what I'm doing and not look at where I'm going. I do, however, have a question for you, if you're amenable." She hasn't quite managed to notice the rest... at least until Johnny's exclaiming over Amelia Earhart and then bursting into flames and leaping up into the air to hover there. "...most interesting..." There's a backlog of unspoken questions building up behind her lips, but she's valiantly attempting to swallow it back and NOT go full nerd-out on, well, anyone. Closing her hand around the glowy, floating orb, Kenesha tucks it back into her satchel and looks to the man on fire, then back to Nico, "So about that question..." Because she's nothing if not focused!
Julian Keller	It's a confluence of things. Julian is glaring at that ass who nearly knocked him over and is about to shout more, but suddenly he's jumping up and lighting himself on fire. "Mother FU..." Julian exclaims throwing his hands up in the air. "Second time this week with the flames!" He looks up at Johnny. With a shake of his head, Julian turns to spy the woman dressed oddly his gaze lingering a bit as he wonders over to the two woman (much more interesting then the flaming guy, he's seen that this week). As he walks, he strides confidently to the pair. "Excuse me ladies," He doesn't realize they are in conversation, "but can one of you tell me which one of you stole my heart? I'd like it back, please."
Quentin Quire	Most people might lose their shit, and their dinner, at almost being trampled by some random jogger in the park. Some poeple might really lose their shit when that jogger bursts into flames and turns into the Human Torch. Quentin is neither of those people. There is a brighter pink glow from behind his sunglasses as he processes Johnny stumbling in his direction, and even before he bursts into flames and streaks upwards there forms a magenta sphere around Quentin, his park bench, and more importantly his snack. At the transformation and the up-up-and-away act, the telekinetic sphere vorps away into nothingness. "Yeah, I guess we're cool..." Quentin replies in a mildly annoyed tone. "...maybe you should look into a pair of flame resistant glasses through, so you can see where you're going?" he archfully and helpfully suggests to the older superhero. Looking past the Asian girl with a thing for the cold, Amelia Earhart, and the guy with the horrible pickup lines, Quentin squints at the pair in the bushes. "Geez, get a room you two!" he calls out, gesturing with the soda-clenched hand towards the little coupling. Another flash of pink energy from behind the sunglasses. Manipulating various energies and more than a few molecules, a bright pink light vorps into existence up in the trees, pinkish light shining down on the canoodling couple from about. Putting the spotlight on the pair.
Nico Minoru	Flashy powers are flashy. First there's the literal hot guy bursting into flames before running into a cool rebel type guy with PINK hair and powers and then of course, the young casanova heading on in their direction. Squintyface. This is all so very confusing and somewhat overwhelming, so she looks back to the person who was one of the first people she almost ran into, "Question? Yeah, um, go ahead and ask?" And to answer already, no, she is not cold. There's a heating spell around her to make sure she's always expending magical energy. It's a witch thing. That's when Nico looks over to Johnny, Quentin, and then Julian. She repeats the gaze over the three and then runs her fingers through her hair. "Are we on a TV show?" and she glances about, looking to see if there might be a camera crew about. While there's no obvious camera crew, there are more people gathering around the necking couple a bit of a distance away. The lightshow didn't seem to distract from whatever they're doing over there.
Johnny Storm	Kenesha is forgotten about for a moment, because Johnny is concentrating on not barreling over Quentin and that sweet weiner action he has going on. When he tells him they're cool, he offers a tip of his fingers to his temple. "Awesome." But then he adds the comment about the glasses and he rolls his eyes. "They don't make these paths wide enough." comes the gentle grouse in reaction. And then there's Julian coming in on the two women and launching his line, and it takes Johnny a moment. Where has he... "Hey! That's a line from one of my movies! Suh-weet!" he calls out and gives Julian a pair of thumbs up. Maybe it'll work for him as it did for Johnny in said movie. 'Are we on a TV show?' That draws his attention to Nico. "Naww. Sis is doing the 'Real Housewives of Avengers Mansion', but I'm not in that, so I think we're cool." But before he could say more before Quentin illuminates the necking couple. "Dude. Fun police much?"
Kenesha	"Ah! Yes, thank you. Do you happen to carry anything of a magical nature on your person?" Nobody could be blamed for missing Kenesha's question, or for just not answering it. It's a strange question to ask a stranger! But she asks nonetheless, and even offers a smile to Nico as she does so. Darting a glance towards the flaming man, then the very PINK glow coming from the other man with the hotdog, she lifts a brow, but gets distracted from it by Julian's swooping in with his pickup line. "Hmmm.. you are quite good-looking, sir, but I'm afraid I'm a bit old for you. I'm quite flattered, however." She offers a quick smile towards Julian before turning to study the very PINK light shining down on the couple. "Interesting... hard light? No, hard light would have nore of a glassy appearance... no magical energies coming from it... ah! Must be psychic or psionic in nature. Very nice. Excellent control." Looking back, she nods to Quentin, "You have amazing flexibility and control, have you found an upper limit to the range?" Then it's back to Johnny, her head canting as she studies him a little closer, "Oh that's unusual.. very unusual." Reaching into her bag, she pulls out something that looks like a piece of glass, but that will flicker to life and act as a sort of screen with foreign characters running across it. It gets pointed at Johnny while she studies the screen. "I don't know if anyone else has noticed, but there's something of a crowd that seems to be gathering around the couple. That seems a bit unusual for human mating customs, if I'm not mistaken." No, she doesn't look up from the screen to make the offhand observation.
Julian Keller	"If we're on a TV show," Julian says slowly glancing about to make sure there are no camera's even cell phone kind, before turning his gaze to Nico, "then you'd be the leading lady, I suspect." He gives her a broad smile and a flirty wink. His gaze goes to the other woman, "And you'd be the plucky heroine about to save the city, and my heart." He turns that boyish smile upon her. "Age is a number when we are all young at heart." His gaze does go towards the gathering crowd around the pink illuminated group. "That reminds of that time in Bali..." Julian says with a shake of his head. "That was a wild wild week." He shakes his head at that looking towards Q, "Yo. If you want to watch them you can just walk over there to get a better look." He doesn't seem interested in what's going on over there, there are two lovely ladies to talk to after all.
Quentin Quire	Putting the older superhero out of his mind, Quentin takes another bite of the telekinetically-supported coney, even as he keeps the projected spotlight going over the couple. <~~Puh-leeze.~~> he complains telepathically, touching the mind of anyone not otherwise telepathically blocked. <~~Necking in the park is like, so late 1900s.~~> "Especially with them adding those cheap cubes all over the place..." he finishes vocally after finishing the mouthful of chili cheese++ coney. As Amelia Earhart mostly calls it on how he's keeping the pinkish light glowing down over the couple coupling in a couple of bushes, the young telepath looks genuinely surprised for a moment. "Psionic, little bit of telekinesis to vibrate the air molecules fast enough to add to the glow. Not many people would recognize that at first glance." Finally, someone who appreciates him. Not that he notices it that it's more the appreciation the scientist has for the bug they've pinned under glass.
Nico Minoru	Hiss! Booo! The pink light that shines on the necking couple shows that they're all wearing black. Are they related to Miss Minoru? Certainly one would hope not as the pale male of the couple looks back to reveal his sunken cheek bones, and his teeth dripping with a crimson liquid with his canines elongated and sharpened. The girl that he was necking with seems to be fading in and out of consciousness as blood trickles from her jugular, though she has a blissful look upon her features. The half a dozen others turn towards the light, baring their equally sharp fangs. It seems there was going to be a vampire goth feast (though not really because the girl is small), and they all just glare at the source of the pink light. Then, the camera pans back to Nico and the question at hand. Looking more than a little bit guilty, she squints for a few moments, as she looks to the metallic onyx covering her right arm that bares itself upon the sight of the sharp toothed creatures that crave blood. "Um, yes, but I think there's a bigger problem." and she motions towards the vampires (yes, she finally said it!) not too far away gathered by the trees. Where's Buffy Summers when you need her? "Um, I would definitely not be around here, or at least, let them protect us." Cause why should she have to expend energy where there's three suitably powerful hunks that can act as the Belmont Clan now.
Johnny Storm	When Kenesha shuts down Julain, Johnny announces, "Steeerike One." He's trying not to giggle. A little gets out, though. Snicker snicker. But then Kenesha is taking out that device. And it seems she's offering commentary on the situation and well, when it's aimed at him, he makes sure Kenesha gets his best side. And Julian is moving on to Nico. "And here comes the pitch..." he starts as Julian sends a new line to Nico about being the leading lady of the series. And then there's the touch of telepathy and there's a brief frown, his expression taken on a serious mien as his tone mirrors it, "At least announce your presence before you go doing that." he chides at Quentin. "Don't they teach you anything about consent?" There's way too many villains that use telepathy as an attack. And we will never get the chance to see whether or not Julian gets on base with Nico, as apparently, the Twilight Fan Club has been awaken. Rising further into the air, does it seem like Johnny is about to bail? Au contraire, he's glowing brighter, illuminating the area further, as his brightness replaces the fading sun. "Yeah, I know, ain't sunlight, but your future ain't looking so bright!" he announces to the vampires as he brings his hands forward, using finite control to send a blast of flame to one of the nearest vampires to the group.
Kenesha	Julian's next come-on is met with a smile and an amused glance, even as she shakes her head, "You're as bad as that one young man... France, I think it was? Bentley? No. Bart? Barnes! I think that was it. might have been someone else. Either way. Utterly incorrigible." Not that she's displeased by it! Glancing to Nico, Kenesha smiles faintly, "Not at all. The young woman will survive. Humans can lose up to a liter of blood before showing any problematic symptoms. Twice that, and it becomes an issue for hospitalization and trasnfusion. Also, if I'm not mistaken, and I rarely am... there's a lovely young man on fire there.. and those are vampires." Then she's glancing around at the trees, nodding, "Plenty of wood around, too. I expect it will take less than 90 seconds to clear out that small basement of vampires." Tucking away the small glass screen into the tote, she looks to Quentin, "You have remarkable versatility. I don't suppose you could favor us with a containment field for our undead antagonists?" Then she's moving off in a blur of motion almost too fast for the eye to track. Leaves rustle and branches creak and crack as Kenesha gathers up and sharpens a few dozen small branches into suitable stakes. Weapons left in a pile at Nico's feet, she moves to streak over towards where the female victim is hovering around unconsciousness, an attempt to get her away from the vampires before they catch fire, compliments of Johnny!
Julian Keller	Julian Keller's hand comes up to pinch the bridge of his nose. The movement suddenly looks very mechanical in nature. The digits move sort of like it's natural but the pinky extends past where it should naturally go. "Quiet from the peanut gallery," he says looking tiredly up at Flaming Heckler. In another place that could mean something different, but since Johnny is indeed on fire and heckling it's quite literal. He looks back towards Nico and is about to say something more, but look at that there are vampires among us. His head lowers and his eyes close. He takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly as he unbuttons the vest of his suit and places the jacket on the ground. "This is definately not like Bali," he says lifting his gaze his eyes suddenly glowing green. When the fire ball hits the first vampire, Julian is sprinting into action, green envelopes two of the vampires and they are lifted off the crowd only to be smashed together. "Vampires? I failed supernatural beings.. It was so boring. Stakes rights?" A tree suddenly explodes in green tk energy, "Yo, Hot Dog Dude! A little help with that?" Julians provided the wood, will Q help a bro out?
Quentin Quire	"Figured the psionic glow would have been announcement enough." Quentin comments towards Johnny as the older superhero chides him. "But if you're that worried about telepathic attacks, you can always get Mister Adequate over at Baxter Tower to whip you up some blockers." As his little spotlight trick reveals a whole lot more than just a couple kids necking in the woods, he casts his attention back that way. And pulls a face when he notices the fangs and the blood. "Eww. Who let the Twilight fanboys up out of the sewers?" He does, however, let the pink glowing spotlight vorp away to nothingness now that Johnny is even more flaming. Instead, it is replaced by a cloud of stakes, at least one for every vampire in the group. They might not be wood, but they'll pack a similar punch against what count's as a vampire brain, in terms of pain. As the weird adventurer lady starts ordering them about and then running at a speed that even Quentin is having a hard time tracking, that brings another look of genuine surprise, the young man not used to being surprised. Of course it comes in the lift of a brown brow over those sunglasses. But he does oblige her for the requested containment, a sort of half dome of pink energy forming behind the basement of vampires, making their only path of escape through the gathered group of mutants, metahuman, and whatever Miss Indiana Jones is. He even takes a moment to telekinetically compress several hand-sized chunks of tree into rough stake shapes, for Julian.
Nico Minoru	"Fire. Decapitation. Sunlight. Stakes are inefficient." Yes, it seems someone has been a Buffy fangirl or she has dealt with the supernatural in her time. It also doesn't help that she briefly dated one before he tried eating her (in the not so fun way). That's when the gout of flame over the undead goth is shot out. The vampire doesn't even have time to say something quippy before he starts to flail about on fire, moving and screaming as he begins to quickly turn to smoldering ash. Smoldering ash plus a nearby forest and lots of dead branches and other things suitable for kindling is NOT a good thing. A small fire is lit by the remains of the vampire which starts to spread and move towards the dense foliage. Meanwhile, the other vampires scatter or at least, it looks that way, as they all bumrush those on the ground. They're going to at least have a meal before they get turned into ash, right? *cue the bloodrave music from Blade*
Johnny Storm	If /only/ there was a Pyrokenetic on scene. Oh wait. Qunetin's comment on Mister Adequate draws an outright laugh. "I'll remember that the next time he starts monologuing at me!" he offers to the pinkish mutant with amusement before Johnny is turning his attention to the vampires. And then Kenesha is rushing in, and he's awestruck for a moment. "Dude, she looks like a bombshell, dresses like a pinup girl, and has moves like that? I might be crushing." A playful pat of his hand over his heart in a teasing fashion, before he turns his attention back to the fight. "Yo, Pinky. Can you curve your field, make it like a dome? Once she's clear with the girl, we'll cook these vamps like they're in an easy bake oven!" Because he's already working on controlling the fire to make it do his will. And then Julian is joining in. "Anyone gets out of our field of fire, you take 'em down. We got this. Easy as cake."
Kenesha	Kenesha runs into the middle of the basement of vampires, scooping the girl up into a bridal carry just before the vampire that was feasting on her is ashed. She pauses just long enough to look up towards Johnny and flash a cheeky grin before she's *teleporting* away from the vampires and back towards where Nico, Julian, and Quentin are. The girl gets laid out on the grass carefully while Kenesha pulls that slim piece of glass from her bag once more. Booting it up, she sets it on the girl's ribcage to start getting information on her vitals even as a glove is tugged off and two fingers are pressed to the girl's wrist, checking her pulse. The 'Amelia Earhart' woman reaches into her satchel with her gloved hand even as she keeps count of the girl's pulse. A medical grade first aid bag comes out, the sort you might find in the back of ambulance. That shouldn't realistically fit in the slim satchel she wears. Setting the girl's hand down, she turns and rifles through the medical bag, "She's not too bad off. No immediate danger, at least. I'm going to slow the bleeding and give her a small sedative to keep her compliant. She'll probably do best if dropped at a hospital." Pulling a wide gauze pad from the bag, she tears the packet open and pressed the gauze pad firmly against the bite marks, keeping pressure to slow the bleeding. Could she be out there kicking vampires into trees and tossing stakes like some 1940s Lumberjane? Sure! But her first concern will always be the victims, and it's clear that she's a pretty damn good medic, amongst everything else.
Julian Keller	"You were supposed to stake them!" Julian says as he's Q-Primed a bunch of stakes. "I blow a tree and you shoot them at the da..." Julian can't get out his thought as suddenly two vampires think he's going to make a good snack. And he would, except for the green shield that suddenly engulfs his body. He's holding the stakes so all he can do is back pedal a the chomping vamps. Trying to fend them off. It's comical in a way, him dancing back. When he get's enough distance, he tosses the sticks in the air and they are immediately engulfed in green glow and sent hurdling through the air at all the other vamps in the area. Some even hit! Still those two press and finally freed from his sticks he's able to counter back. Blow after blow lands on the vampires, Julian taken hit after hit, his shield keeping him from injure. One punch however is grabbed by the vamp and pulling with all his might, Julian's hand pops off. No blood spurts, all that is left is a stump. "Give that back you piece of.." what he says next can't be heard his stump suddenly blazes green and placing his hand on the vampire causes it to suddenly burst into flame, the shriek is ear pierce. Then silence. Who screamed, though?
Quentin Quire	As the remaining vampires scatter through the bushes, psionic stakes silently fly through the air after them. For the moment, Quentin has them on ballistic trajectories, so he gets a couple of hits on the weakest of mook vampires, sending them pitching to the dirt twitching and quaking as was passes as a nervous system all misfires at once. But most of them are just too quick, bouncing off the half-dome of the shield he threw up to funnel them this way in the first place. It's already like you're looking into the Hollywood Bowl, if it was filled with way more Goths than usual without there being a Cure reunion show in town. So it does a good job of containing the flickering flames spreading out from the first vampire that Johnny torchedl, while leaving the flyer a good field of view on the bounding bloodsuckers. But the top bits do curve forward a bit more to make sure none of the vampires can fly off. And keeps them pretty contained as Johnny starts to light everything up and Julian plays the distraction. Another pink glow from behind Quentin's sunglasses; yes, he still has them on, no he hasn't moved from the park bench, and he's even continuing to finish the last little bits of his still-together coney; and then the half-dome is filled with whizzing and whistling hunks of actual good, as he turns it into a telekinetic killing ground of impromptu stakes.
Nico Minoru	Even as the vampires are getting dusted one after the other, there is still the issue of the flames spreading out. There's a wince and a smack on her forehead as Nico rushes on over to help Kenesha with the downed and unconscious girl. "At least, she's still breathing. You think your magic 8-ball can do something about the fire?" she wonders, pointing towards a nearby source of water in whatever form a player so chooses. Meanwhile, the vampires continue to flail about as they're staked. It seems doesn't need to be a prequisite. It's all about aiming to the heart and piercing through the ribs.
Johnny Storm	Fire fire, fire everywhere. As Kenesha comes racing out with the victim and starts applying first aid, Johnny lifts a brow. "All that, and she's a doctor too? Oh /man/." He glances aside towards Kenesha. "You busy later? Would love to grab a drink and discuss you more!" But his attention returns to the fire and his job, and the abilities that are within. While he is flaming the vampires into dust with Quentin's help, Johnny turns his control to the spreading fire. Certain areas grow colder as he starts to extinguish flames in some areas, in others, he starts to pull the flames to ash the bodies that Quentin and Julian 'staked'. Once he is sure that the fire has done it's job, he just seems to pull it back into him and floats there for a moment before he comes back to the ground. Extinguishing himself, "Flame Off!" he returns to his normal jogging self. "Well, that was a fun workout. Peleton would probably charge premium prices for it!"
Kenesha	Kenesha glances up at Nico and offers a wry grin, "Sorry, I left Triton's trident at home. Buuuuuuuuut, if Mr. Storm can't exstinguish the... ah, there we go. He has it under control." She nods to where Johnny is not only controlling the flames, but extinguishing them as well. Once the vampires are ash and the fires out, the girl is stabilized and sedated, Kenesha stands and tugs the kit back into her satchel, instead withdrawing a few empty vials that she holds carefully while tugging her glove back onto one hand. "An Archaeologist, actually. But you don't live through the things I've lived through without learning how to be a field medic." She moves to collect some of the vampire ash up into the vials, getting three of them before tucking them away once more. Dusting her hands off, she offers a smile towards QUentin and Julian, "Excellent work, both of you. That telekinetic control was masterful. This would have been much more of a chore without you both." Then she's looking to Johnny and smiling, "Drinks would be nice, thank you." And finally, she'll move back to the girl, lifting her back up into that bridal carry and smiling at Nico, "We should talk soon. I'll come find you. For now, I think we should make sure this girl gets to a hospital. What's the current cover story.. wild animals? Angry bats?"
Julian Keller	There isn't much to do for Julian. He stands there panting, his eyes glowing green as he watches the fires rage and burn. A vamp tries to run and quickly finds itself hurtling back into the fire. Burning and turning to ash. After the fire is out he continues to stand there before he looks to the ground and his hand is slowly lifted by his green tk energy it floats bobbing up and down before he affixes it to his stump. Turning his eyes remain glowing green as he stalks back towards the group. The closer he comes his strides change. Less anger, more and more confident until he reaches the group again his eyes returning normal and that assured smile back on his lips. "Well. I'm probably going to have nightmares now." He says reaching down and picking up his jacket. "Anyone need a lift home? I can have a limo here in about three minutes." He's pulling out his phone from his jacket, ready to make the phone call.
Quentin Quire	A good portion of those vampires are going to find religion before they finally get dusted, from the sheer volume of wood chunks swirling around in that dome under Quentin's telepathic control. The growing flames don't help much either. He does manage to finish his hot dog first though, still wielding this powers with pink energies leaking from behind his sunglasses. As the last vampire falls to dust, he annoying slurps the last bit of soda from the ice-filled cup in his other hand. He tosses hotdog wrapper and soda cup over his shoulders, catching the pair of them in a pink glow and crushing them together before they shoot off into the nearest park trashcan. "Vampires in Union Park. Really should be surprised by this, but I'm not..." he says as he pushes up off the park bench, shoving his hands into the pockets of his pants. The observant might notice that he's walking about an inch above the slush and snow, keeping that pair of expensive looking shoes up out of the muck. With a slight nod to Johnny and Julian, and a bigger grin to Nico and Kenesha, Quentin simply floats upwards into the night sky. He's certainly not afraid of showing off, is he?