<div class="floatleft">(http://images5.fanpop.com/image/polls/1067000/1067141_1341354244761_full.jpg?v=1341354343)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Max Doubrava (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=250173.msg12379614#msg12379614)<br/><strong>City | Date | Time</strong>Terre Haute, Indiana; August 3rd, 2017; 2 PM PST<br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong>Jairaq, Kyle<br/><strong>Content:</strong>A really shitty plan<br/><hr/><br/>Max had been following this kid on and off for a while, trying to get an idea of what his power might be. He'd first run into him on the local college campus where he got a little whiff of what the boy's power smelled like, but he'd avoided initial contact and had been pulled away to other parts of the world for a little while. This one smelled... interesting, it wasn't at all like any of the other powers he'd encountered so far, and his interest was definitely piqued. Not to mention the kid looked young, and seemed smart enough to not use his powers in public, plus he had sort of an innocent cuteness to him that Max found intriguing.<br/><br/>But now that Max was back in town he had once again been scoping things out. It seemed like there might be a couple other Evolved on campus, but Kyle was the one that intrigued him for the moment, and the other day he had discretely followed the kid home and cased the place out. Today he'd intended on trying to make contact, but as he had made his way to towards the house he ran into trouble - or rather, he stumbled on it, and it seemed to be one step ahead of him. Turning onto one of the nearby streets he saw three black SUVs drive past, heading right for the small part of the neighborhood where the kid lived.<br/><br/>Max cursed to himself and pondered his options, thinking the scenario over. Tac-6 was very likely, though it wasn't likely they were expecting trouble, they'd have no way of knowing Max was here. But now, more than ever, Max knew he had to get this kid out of here. Tac-6 was no good, and the things they were rumored to do to Evolved, well...<br/><br/>So instead Max drove down the narrow residential road, well out of view of Kyle's place, and he looked around until he found a good spot next to a massive sycamore tree. He parked his car out of the way and then he hunkered down to wait where he could stay out of sight and pondered his options. Max wasn't super experienced with this sort of thing, but he'd picked up a few tricks along the way...<br/><br/>Eventually he saw all 3 SUVs heading down the street towards him and he drew a steadying breath as the wind around him started to pick up speed, a plan forming in his head. As the SUVs grew closer the wind around Max started to whip up even more, the branches of the sycamore tree starting to sway. Then, as the SUVs were almost upon it, the wind picked up, lashing at speeds even beyond that of a hurricane. The sycamore's branches cracked, several flying off moments before the entire tree was uprooted, slowly falling across the street with a resounding crash. The winds didn't stop there, however, and Max focused them first on the leading vehicle, the force enough to toss a car easily, though perhaps an SUV would only be sent careening into the ditch. The second the first was dealt with he focused on the third, repeating the process and hoping every single cop show and action movie was right about the important things being kept in the middle car of a motorcade.<br/><br/>Max drew in a deep breath and quickly dropped back down around the roots of the tree he had tossed across the road, trying to catch his breath after the exertion of summoning up all that window - and hopefully give himself enough time to come up with the whole last half of the plan thing, since he still had no real clue how to get the kid safely out of there or what came next.