Need for Speed

Felix walked down the streets of Manhattan, laughing inwardly at the snail's pace the cars were moving in the clogged traffic. He moved through the crowd quickly, slipping through any openings that he could see and shoving people out of the way when no openings were to be found. There was nothing more annoying to him then slow people, and no one moved slower than when they were in a crowd. It was like they were all cattle, slowly being carried away to their destination by the gradual flow of their fellow herd members. It sickened him.

He soon found himself wishing he hadn't come into the city today and he fled to streets into the first door he found. He was relieved when he left the flow of human cattle and entered a store, breathing in the recycled air and enjoying it now that he was out of the crowds. Luckily for him the shop wasn't particularly busy that day, only a few customers milling around the store. He looked around and realized that he was in an Apple store, various electronic gizmos displayed for people to play on and gawk at. Felix didn't have much use for such things, but one of the items still drew his eye.

He had heard of the new IPhones and he knew that a few of the richer campers had one, but he hadn't actually seen one up close. The device didn't look particularly fancy, but Felix decided that he wanted it. He didn't really know why he wanted it, but if he wanted it he didn't see any reason why he couldn't have it. He quickly snatched at the nearest phone and pocketed it, the motion too fast for anyone else in the room to see.

Felix turned away from his theft and spotted someone else snatching something for herself, a girl whose hands moved far too fast for an ordinary person. Before Felix could go and question the girl however, a man clasped his hand around Felix's shoulder and turned him around. "You're pretty good," the man, one of the employees, told him. "But no matter how good you are at sneaking something, anyone watching will still notice the suddenly missing item."

Still holding tightly to Felix's shoulder the man turned and looked at the girl, smiling confidently. "Don't think I didn't see you snatching that MacBook either little lady. Maybe on a busy day you two could have gotten away with it, but a slow day like today isn't a good day to try taking things out from under our noses." He raised his voice, alerting the other employees.

"Sammy, take the merchandise back from the girl. Bobby, call the police. Tell them we caught ourselves a couple of sneak thieves."

Felix was frozen, not knowing what to do. The guy who had caught him held his shoulder in a death grip, so even if he bolted he probably wouldn't do much other than fall on his face. He glanced at the girl, wondering if she would make a break for it.

Felix was not liking this situation one bit. First he somehow got caught doing his thing, then he ended up stuck in this place with a security guard and the loser who was probably the reason he got caught. There was no way the guy would have noticed the missing phone if the much larger MacBook hadn't been stolen first. It had to be her fault. He was too fast to be caught.

When the man asked their names and addresses Felix smirked and replied, "My name is President Smartmouth and I live at none of your business, Kiss My Butt Road." He probably shouldn't have antagonized the guard, but he was in no mood to play nice. He thought about his possibilities for escape and quietly began to work on his handcuffs, quickly unlocking them without letting the guard notice. If he was going to make it out of there he would have to make a dash for the exit before the cops arrived. Fast as he was, he wasn't likely to outrun a cop car without some serious supernatural help.

When he heard the sirens Felix prepared to act, only to be surprised when his companion blurred into action. He had thought that he was the only one that could move like that. Then she spoke to him and he snapped out of it, his eyes focusing on her. "Alright then," he told her with a grin. "Try to keep up."

With that he bolted off, dashing out the doors and running off into the streets.

(Sorry for the late reply. I've had a really hectic last two days.)

Felix was disappointed when the girl held back. He had never really had any competition in the foot speed department ever since he had gotten his abilities. He had been looking forward to a little race. But he kept running, not willing to get caught by the cops for the sake of a race.

He ran through the streets, cursing the mass of sheeple as he barreled through them. He could hear the sirens of the cop cars behind him, urging him to go faster while the people in front of him forced him to go slower. He took turns down back alleys to get away from them, blasting through any unoccupied streets he could find. Finally he caught sight of Central Park, breathing out a sigh of relief at the mass of trees that could provide him a hiding spot.

Just then he slammed into someone else and saw that it was the same girl as before. "How did you-" she grabbed his hand and he was yanked behind her, following her through the streets. "How are you able to move like that?" he demanded. "I thought I was the only one besides my dad who could do that kind of stuff."

"Who's your dad, Barry Allen?"

She kept dashing across the New York crowd but the police cars were right behind them. Lee crossed the street and almost ran into a bike messenger guy, jumping out of the way at the last second.
Bikes... Hmmm...

OOC: Sorry for the short post, I'm packing, I'm typing up something better once I'm in France.

"Very funny, nerd girl," Felix muttered. "Besides, if my dad was the Flash I doubt I would have trouble outrunning cars. Felix raced after her and jumped onto the roof of a car and over the biker, landing in a run and slowly moving ahead of her. "Not that you'd believe me, but my dad just so happens to be a god."