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[u]Downtown, Central City
February 14th, 22:40[/u]

He had a point on that front. With more and more powered people coming out over the last few years, a good number chose to monetize their gifts. Some more successful than others, like Arsenal himself and a couple others as opposed to the numerous failed attempts. At least most simply found the hero life too expensive. She still wondered why it was that Grim never led with that approach. Being a college student was hard enough, but trying to be a hero at the same time as balancing studies and a part-time job? Whew, if she didn't have super-speed she would have had to drop the hero gig a long time ago.

[color=ed145b]"Hey, at least you got some entertainment value. Pop a couple of arrows, some trickshots here and there, maybe even get into a good brawl~"[/color] At that she did a bit of a mock fighting stance, rocking down a little lower and bringing her fists up before laughing it off. [color=ed145b]"Me, just zoom in, cuffs on and job's done. That and with the whole super-speed thing, not only would runtime on videos be pretty short, but the angles would be [i]awful[/i]."[/color]

And just as she was starting to ramble about filming techniques, he brought up another very valid point. It was rather late in the evening, closing in on eleven actually. A quick glance at the small watch in the cuff of her glove confirmed that as well as another rather awkward piece of information that she would just keep to herself for the time being. She had enough trouble with missing the start time of her own stream.

[color=ed145b]"Ah, it is pretty late. Though being fast helps a lot in getting home in time for a lot of things, unless of course you miss recording times for your vlog."[/color]

Verra was just about to take off, but the potential for a little bit of mischief never was something she liked to miss out on. That and along with striking her as cute in his own way, he had been nice enough to stay and chat for a bit and relieve some of her boredom. Well, she also didn't quite get the chance to meet up with the others all that often anymore, so there was that. In that brief moment he brought out his phone, starting to angle it for that perfect selfie angle with them both, she tapped into the speedforce. All the world slowed around her, electricity coursing through her veins and charging her with a rush of energy. A single second spanned to minutes, then slowed even more as she could hear the inevitable click and whirr of the camera mechanism.

She closed the distance as casually as if the world hadn't stopped around her, coming in close to press her face right next to his and give that trademark wink that graced the covers of so many front-page articles. A single click and then she was gone as if never there, only a rush of static surrounding where she had been and leaving only the faintest of afterimages that faded just as soon as he would look to his side. Off in the distance a trail of lightning showed where she was already speeding off to home, miles away and disappearing to sight. What he was left with was not just the selfie but a little more. Fluttering in the wind was an index card, the edges singed from friction burns and on one side was a note.

[color=ed145b]- Next time call first, we'll make a date of it~ V.[/color]