[Center][Img]https://media1.popsugar-assets.com/files/thumbor/E2tRcu0DjwrNooyBRtNkqyGA-G0/fit-in/1024x1024/filters:format_auto-!!-:strip_icc-!!-/2018/05/17/035/n/1922398/348b686e5afe158e61fcc2.49575310_/i/Michael-B-Jordan-Shirtless-Essence-June-2018.jpg[/Img][/center] [CENTER][I][h1][color=green]Floyd Banker[/color][/h1][/i][/CENTER] [Color=green]Time:[/color] Afternoon [Color=green]Location:[/color] Oakland, Hospital [Color=green]Interaction:[/color] [hr] Uber it is, that was the way to get to the hospital Rita was at. After the harrowing experience with Agent Donnovan Floyd’s son of krypton moment was over. Flying in broad light in plain sight was not the smartest experience. As he emerged from the black Camry and slid the driver a twenty the thought dawned on him to combine it with invisibility. [I]Yo that was a common ass solution and my black ass ain’t think of that[/]I Floyd grunted he was new to this power thing, and he was surging with so many emotions. Excitement over the life long dream to be airborne without wings or a jetpack, as well as his dream ability manifested in reality. It all started with frightening dreams of violent events, he thought he could the short end of the staff power wise. Being Mama Petrelli in real life wasn’t fun, nights full of cryptic terror wasn’t worth the 50 grand he’d gotten off that lucky predicted scratch off ticket. Well as far as financial compensation goes especially with his luck & history in life it kinda did. But, that was aside the point he got what he really wanted. Well at least it had seemed that way for the past two months with these emerging powers. Now it seemed the financial empire he tried to fiercely consolidate with his new abilities was starting to rapidly crumble before his eyes. All at once, which was a typical occurrence in his life when it came to his times of plight & traumatic occurrences. There wasn’t any more time for racing thoughts about the situation. Not now at least is what he thought as he stepped into the hospital room Rita was in. He rushed over to see her layingi in the bed and placed an arm on her own. [Color=green]“Rita…”[/color] Floyd trailed off seeing her laying down there attached to different medical apparatus. “She’s lucky to be alive son, with everything going on there’s not that many blessings going around town.” Floyd turned to see an older white gentlemen in a white coat. He clearly recognized this mysterious man as a doctor or nurse, perhaps the one providing over his girl laying in the bed. He fought back against a lump in his throat, and just nodded his head in agreement. An entire gas station explosion, the national guard was snooping around the area asking questions & detectives had already been through to grill Rita for questions. No doubt her powers were what allowed her to survive the blast relatively unharmed, but that’s something Floyd didn’t want the authorities or the doctors to figure out. [Color=green]“Yeah a blessing huh, well your right Doc can you just give me some space please.”[/color] Floyd requested from the older gentlemen Clearly wanting to be alone with Rita for now and question her in private. “You got it son, I can see the worry lined into your face. I’m sorry, just trying to offer some good news after what happened yesterday it feels like any moment this place can come toppling down.” The Doctor retorted with some fear & sadness in his voice. Floyd instantly felt bad for being somewhat snappy towards the medical professional as he realized he was talking about the hospital that was wiped out in downtown San Francisco yesterday during the Lorizilla incident. After a few moments he was alone with Rita and leaned down to kiss her on the forehead then the lips. There was no way he could spring what happened with Amalia on her, not now. He felt so bad for even thinking about mentioning it. That was of course before he knew what had happened to her. He jumped back startled when Rita’s hand shot out to reach his own and her eyes flickered open. [Color=green]“Rita!”?”[/color] “Floyd…your here…damn it.” Rita groaned in pain as she sat up and strained a bit raising the Frame of her body against the pillow behind her. [Color=green]“Of course I’m here baby, you don’t gotta get up, we’re at the hospital, you were in an explosion and.”[/color] “Damn it you know I’m fine, I mean I’m roughed up a bit and some hell of a shock, but you know what I mean. Those flames barely licked me, my clothes got more fried than me, but right before everything went boom there was some bitch yelling about me & going to hell, she hopped out a fucking car that rolled towards a pump with some kinda bomb in it.” Rita explained describing the events she witnessed momentarily before the whole gas station went up in flames, courtesy of there mutual enemies. [Color=green]“What the fuck?!”[/color] Floyd gasped and then shook his head. For a second there he was beginning to feel like he was in way over his head. Powers or no powers getting involved with the Salzaras Cartel & trafficking narcotics on this level was beginning to have a venomous effect on the rest of his life. [Color=green]“Jesus, what-“[/color] [i][b]Boom Pow Pow[/b][/i] The window of Rita’s room shattered, glass exploding. The roaring sound of a gun-shot rang through both of there ears as Floyd had ducked to the ground. Rita instinctively raised up a pillar of flame that consumed part of the wall and set part of the room ablaze. “Oh shit what the” [i][b]Pow Pow Pow[/b][/i] Three more shots rang through the wall causing commotion to start in the nearby rooms. Rita immediately hopped out the hospital bed and rushed out the room with Floyd. In the hallways people were beginning to panic as a bullet soared through and lodged into the neck of a nurse who was strolling up to the narcotic peddling couple. [Color=green]“OH shit, that’s for us.”[/color] “We gotta go now!” Rita exclaimed with fear in her voice, now the realization fully settling in for both of them that someone was shooting at them. Floyd knew it was time to act and not to make the same mistake again. He grabbed Rita, and caused both of them to become invisible. Scooping her up in his arms he leapt into the air with her in tow taking flight soaring through the hallway to get them away from the hospital room that had just been under siege by a mysterious marksman trying to finish the job the gas station explosion Rita survived had started. In the distance Paige lay on a roof top belly flat holding a sniper rifle. She had some binoculars in her hand that she then set down next to her and slammed her fist down. “Damn it, these bastards just won’t die huh. So there like me explosion didn’t kill the bitch, and before I could test out if shells would finish the job Banker made him & his Bonnie bitch vanish. Okay then so I’m guessing the whore’s got some power tied to fire & Banker’s Nightcrawler or an invisible man.” Paige was frustrated that the sweetest part of her revenge was becoming the hardest part to extract. With her newfound powers she had a rush flowing through her, a feeling of invincibility. Albeit due to the specific powers she inherited it made sense. She slid up from her position and slung the gun over her back-side. The wailing of sirens approaching was an indication that it was time to get going from the roof and ditch the firearm she’d just used. “Oh well Banker whether your bitch can breath fire and you can pull a Casper, I’m fairly certain a couple armor piercing shells to the head should do the trick because your not like me. Oooooh yes time to pay the home a visit, and your not gonna like what the energy storm gave me.” Paige elicited a sinister smirk as she descended into an open stairway that had taken her to the roof in the first place to get her vantage point.