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[Color=gold]Time:[/color] Early Morning 
[Color=gold]Location:[/color] On the road/ Astraea Refugee Camp, San Francisco
[Color=gold]Interaction:[/color] [@Damo21] Nyssa
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Seeing Nyssa and Vincent approach, caused Michael to quickly jolt up, sitting up straight and lowering the music he had been playing. While waiting, he took the time to adjust the sound quality in the vehicle's settings, increasing the bass. Once Nyssa entered the vehicle, Michael gave a nod and smile to her through the rearview mirror. Vincent followed up by informing him about the trail vehicle.

[Color=gold]"Got it."[/color] He winked as he gave a two-finger mock salute to Vincent. Once the door shut, Michael smirked as he turned the music up. Playing something that was somewhat tamed, [I]Starboy[/i] by the Weeknd. It was louder but low enough that he and Nyssa could maintain a conversation. She greeted him and mentioned her preference of not wanting to run into checkpoints. [Color=gold][I]Yeah, fuck that. I have powers now.[/I][/color]  He simply believed Nyssa wanted to avoid the slow-moving traffic and having to stop at a checkpoint.

[Color=gold]"You read my mind miss. I've been dodging the checkpoints all morning. If we hit the freeway, we should be fine. It's a detour but, it's exactly what you're looking for!"[/color] He smiled through the rearview before shifting the transmission to drive and initiating movement to the refugee camp. He covertly used a newly developed phone app to navigate around the testing checkpoints called [I]Don't Test Me![/I]

Songs by The Weeknd, Kid Cudi, and Drake played until the two-vehicle convoy reached the destination, but as they approached something problematic occurred. As the convoy entered the refugee camp, some old deranged woman suddenly crossed in front of them.

[Color=gold]"Whoa! What the fuck are you doing?!"[/color] Michael shouted as he slammed on the brakes, but at the moment, sparks discharged from his hands into the steering wheel. Michael raised an eyebrow at the involuntary use of his powers. [Color=gold]"Uh…"[/color] The brakes momentarily released, causing the SUV to bump into the elderly woman, nearly knocking her down. Michael slammed on the breaks once more, realizing his grave mistake. [Color=gold][i]FUCK![/i][/color] He didn't even dare face Nyssa as the two had just had a lengthy conversation about helping the less fortunate people affected by the Energy Storm and Energy Plague. There was also the Lorizilla incident which everyone wanted to forget. It wasn't easy though. If he had powers and others were using them for selfish or destructive purposes then it was only natural that he had to do something about it.

Uncle Ben did say [I]with great power comes great responsibility[/i]. Michael assumed Nyssa didn't see his powers malfunctioning and prayed she didn't see him bump the only lady with the front bumper of the vehicle, but he did broadcast the moment. [Color=gold][i]Welp, I better start looking for a new job. She either saw that I'm Altered or that I can't pay attention to an elderly woman crossing the road… But she just walked out! I swear if I lose this job… damn….[/i][/color]