A small touch to his visor and the white nanites in Scott's system set his eyes into overtime so they could keep up with his brain. A blur. Better than what everyone else was seeing.
Where will you be, cutey... ah, that's it. She was not using patterns, which was difficult to track. So instead, he'd have to improvise. Gauntlets set to Cold, and the flats were suddenly slick with ice that was smooth, too smooth. Copied from Captain Cold's gun, the beam made the ice super slick, and then a large sheet of ice at the end of each one. A stun blast to crack the ice, and a centrifuge beam blast to make the cracked ice into snow.
Now to wait for her to start slipping for a soft landing, as he shoots up into the air, thirty meters up, and his old Magnafield up just in case.
And a small hope she'd slow down enough he could catch a glimpse of her that wasn't too out of focus, though he had to admit, her speed was pretty cool.
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Date: 2011-10-07 01:48 am (UTC)Where will you be, cutey... ah, that's it. She was not using patterns, which was difficult to track. So instead, he'd have to improvise. Gauntlets set to Cold, and the flats were suddenly slick with ice that was smooth, too smooth. Copied from Captain Cold's gun, the beam made the ice super slick, and then a large sheet of ice at the end of each one. A stun blast to crack the ice, and a centrifuge beam blast to make the cracked ice into snow.
Now to wait for her to start slipping for a soft landing, as he shoots up into the air, thirty meters up, and his old Magnafield up just in case.
And a small hope she'd slow down enough he could catch a glimpse of her that wasn't too out of focus, though he had to admit, her speed was pretty cool.