"The Mustangs lost to the Miami Heat last week 87 - 94. I didn't know you lived in Carter Hills!?!" Fastlane replied getting the rest of the survivors on his track hovering up over fifteen feet above the creatures. "They did? Dammit!" Elastik shouted, staggering onto his feet with the track, even after knowing his fellow hero for some time he was still not used to the floating tracks he could make. "Well yeah, DJing makes good money these days." 

The man who would later be called Shockwave and the animal shape shifter were cleaning house down below but once the twenty or so survivors got up on the black and yellow clad hero's construct it was time to get the H outta there. Elastik now among their group it didn't take long for the team to get the larger group to the quarantine line and the EMT's already on the scene. The heroes had done good work for the night, however Fastlane's suit was almost out of juice and couldn't make many more construct tracks in and out of the quarantined zone. Buildings cracking and falling apart could be heard in the distance. A sweeper team perhaps, or maybe another mercenary. Either way somebody should check it out, and Fastlane was still the fastest one around. 

"Can I get a hit or two of that oxygen, ma'am?" Mal asked walking up to an EMT along with other survivors. 

After Mal had his oxygen shot Elastik had come up next to him, arm drapped on his shoulder as he gave him a smile that would make anyone who knew him a bit worried. "Hey man, listen. I really appreciate you saving my bacon back there from drippy and his sloppy friends." Elastik had no clue what to really call those names, so it was usually just something stupid. "Here's the thing though... since my home is now still in that really bad area, and because of Shockwave probably going to collapse very soon. I don't suppose I can come crash with you? You know... until all this clears up." Truthfully, the man was very thankful he had his home insured for just such a moment. Still he didn't want to house hunt until things had calmed down, plus Fastlane seemed like he'd have a fine place to crash in. Better than a lot of Elastik's other friends at least. 

"Did anyone else hear demolition work back in the 'zone?" he asked later walking back in the general direction of the other heroes. 

"I'm almost tapped for constructs for the night, but somebody should go in and see what's going on. We've done a lot of good work tonight, but I'm still the fastest one here. I'll run back in, if somebody can cover my tail you'd be doing me a favooooor..." Fastlane said speeding off and up a construct ramp to leap over the fences and barricades while glancing over and reading a street sign that said "Wilson Way." 

He darted in between homes and through dozens of melt men. Mal just knew he heard cracking concrete and falling debris moments earlier...

~KL~