[Apollo V.]

Adam looked down at Bones. “Whatever your name is, if you value your skin color, you might not want to try.”

[Apollo V.]

Adam smirked, knowing that since he didn’t know these people, he could just get out. “Well, you two are going to get married on an oil rig…and…” Adam couldn’t help it, so he burst into laughter and destroyed the counter he was leaning on. “Ohh…for the record, it was your fault.”

[Apollo V.]

Adam got up and collected himself quickly. “Oh…ok…you’re doing the thing…with her…right…drinks anyone?” Adam looked at the counter and quickly grabbed the drink with no evidence left behind whatsoever. “Super speed. Handy if you’re in a pinch. No prison can hold me. I help people my own way. Got that, society? By the way, I’m Adam.” Adam spoke coolly as he leaned on the counter, drinking whatever was in the cup. “Let me guess, this is actually a glass of detergent.”

[Apollo V.]

Adam had sprinted into the sandwich shop, destroying the windows and crashing onto the counter. “Damnit! Who are you people?”

[Apollo V.]

Name: Adam Vitruus

Age: 17

Powers/Abilities:
-Pyrokinesis
-Super speed
-Flight (basically pyrokinetic rocket)

Bio: Adam was born on an oil tanker and lived there until he discovered he could set things on fire at will. Silently, in the cargo holds, he practiced until he became proficient. The first day he decided to reveal his abilities didn’t end up with revelation, because he had flung himself like a bullet into the city, where he resides now.

[Apollo V.]

Apollo, standing in the doorframe, watched the events unfold. Silently, he spawned a tornado that lifted Andaluza’s chair out of his room and threw him into the hallway. “You?! Of all people, it was you?! You killed her?”

[Apollo V.]

Apollo pointed to the cockpit. “Already working on it. I infused Andaluza and Pandora with electrokinesis so they should be able to do that now.” Apollo then leaned closer to Jack and whispered silently. “Don’t think about giving Andaluza cantaloupe anymore.”

[Apollo V.]

Doublepost.

[Apollo V.]

Apollo opened the airlock and crawled out the side of the ship. “I’m coming for you!” Apollo scaled the side of the ship to where Jack was and held onto the smooth side with his wings. He began to burn off the wreckage and grabbed Jack by the hand, scaling back to the airlock and filling it with air. “You ok? Jack, Jack?!”

[Apollo V.]

Apollo, by now, had dashed behind Jack and stared over his head. “Jesus, you’re right. Open the turret hatch, I have an idea!” Apollo slapped his hands together, creating a small ball of electricity between them.

[Apollo V.]

Apollo commed Jack back. “It’s fine, we ditched them. Come to the lab, I want to show you something.”

Apollo winked at Pandora and Andaluza. “Fireworks time.”

[Apollo V.]

Apollo laughed and took Pandora’s sword. “Who needs physical spikes when you can always-” Apollo gripped the sword hilt tighter until it crackled a violent purple and began sparking. “ELECTRIC SWORD!!” Apollo discharged it and put it back in the sheath.

[Apollo V.]

Apollo looked weirdly at Andaluza, then glanced at the dials. “Oh, well, no matter. The osmium is out of both of you and, well, Andaluza, I may have hit your digestive system a bit, and you’re now allergic to cantaloupe.” Apollo looked APOLLOgetically (i’m so punny) at Andaluza, but smiled anyways.

[Apollo V.]

Apollo surrounded the two with electric current and began to extract and infuse parts of the osmium.

[Apollo V.]

Apollo shrugged and calibrated the computer to the correct specifications. “Andaluza…height…7 foot 3…weight 128 pounds…Pandora…height…5’2″…weight already there…let’s go!” Apollo hit the button to start the cleansing/infusing process.