When did things ever go the way he wanted? Glancing out the front window at the sound of screaming, Ezra’s eyes had widened at the sight of what appeared to be a few vaguely humanoid creatures. He had been hoping something like this wouldn’t happen, that this would just be the result of some reckless driver, perfectly normal everyday occurrence. When that wasn’t the case, his next thought was that maybe another caped crusader would jump in and save the day. No such luck.<br/><br/>Ezra had to make a split second decision when the taxi was sent barreling at a crowd of civilians.<br/><br/>“Monty, don’t wait up.” He said, shooting a grin to the man behind the wheel as he opened the door and stepped out. One good thing about heroes being so commonplace was that he didn’t have to pull the whole ‘let me slip into this alley to change into my super suit’. He had gotten into the habit of wearing the suit under his usual suit. Made for easy changing and came in handy on days like this when everything went sideways just like that. Navy and gold were his colours, they were his family colours so it was almost natural to have chosen them.<br/><br/>Getting between the taxi and the civilians, Ezra braced for impact. The metal bent under his hands as it hit, creaks adding to Ezra’s own groans as he took the hit. The taxi fell back on its wheels and he sent a quick glance over his shoulder at the shocked civilians.<br/><br/>“Everyone okay?” He asked before his attention was once more drawn to the creatures.