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[color=f7976a][h3]T H E    F L A S H[/h3]
[b]Revelations:[/b]
[sup][i]NOT FAST ENOUGH[/i][/sup][/color]
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[color=RoyalBlue][b]"Flash, right?"[/b][/color] Big blue said as he came to a halt in front of her.  [color=RoyalBlue][b]"We don't have much time, but I've got him on the ground.  Maybe together, we can keep him there."[/b][/color]
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Iris hadn't proactively taken part in the punching match, given that the surfer had kind of been out with her range. This was all happening and she was well outside of her comfort zone. Now Superman was here, and if that didn't make her realise that she was in over her head nothing would. On the bright side at the very least Superman had managed to put him off balance, but the last thing they needed was for this to devolve into a punching match that nobody could necessarily win. Had she taken a punch like that she would have been out of it, or her head would be scattered somewhere in the badlands. Instead it seemed like the two of them were merely inconvened by the blows. Whatever had given Superman his powers, Iris kind of wish it given a little to her. She could do with that level of invulnrability right about now. 

She took a beat, a deep breath to calm herself. "Superman, right?" She let out what may have been the most high pitched nervous laugh she had ever let out. Her skin behind the mask going a colour that wasn't entirely disimilar than the red she was wearing. Then again, what woman wouldn't be nervous getting to talk to [i]Superman[/i]. The situation didn't entirely help. 

"It appears that we're having humanitys first contact with alien life, and it also appears that alien life isn't entirely happy with us. He calls himself the Silver Surfer and claims he was sent by his master to test me. To be fair he seems quite willing to answer questions. So while you plan on-" She moved her hands to try and help her with what she was trying to say "-how you're going to punch him, I guess. I'm going to see what information I can get." She winked at him before kicking up dust as she headed for the crash site in which the Surfer currently resided.

Iris doubted that he was out, it wasn't going to be that easy. She was however starting to come up with a theory on how to beat him, or at the very least contain him long enough to beat him. Hopefully. 

She skidded to a halt as she neared him, raising her hands up in a non-threatening gesture. "Hey, uh... Silver Surfer?! Listen, we don't need to fight. Who's your master? I am sure we can find another way to resolve this without ending anymore life, you can't enjoy this anymore than we do. Help us help you." She walked toward him slowly as she spoke, keeping her hands raised and non-threatening. If it came down to it she was ready to move, and she would do so the second he made any form of threatening gesture. The plan was simple, try and talk him down. If that failed, try and contain him. 

Iris had managed to contain his energy, somehow, with her own by creating a vortex around it earlier. She was hoping that she could do that on a grander scale, maybe it would interfere with whatever held him to the board as if she was a betting woman, that had something to do with his power.