<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/be/9d/af/be9daf287d1d8546eb504c0c705f58ee.jpg)(https://i.imgur.com/3ibRLkx.jpg?1)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><strong>NAME:</strong> Virgil Hawkins | Static (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035995#msg15035995)<br/>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Gucci shoes, gucci belt, designer jeans, custom jean vest and black tank top &gt; Hero Uniform<br/><strong>DAY:</strong> Saturday, August 22nd<br/><strong>TIME:</strong> 3:30am<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Docks &gt; Mike's Diner<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Getting closer to Jenn<br/>(Optional)<strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Ain't No Rest For The Wicked (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HKtsdZs9LJo)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>  Lightning</span><br/><br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> His soda came quickly, and for good measure, he ordered another in case Jenn wanted some, and a glass of water in case she didn't...because then he could drink the second soda and everyone would be happy. Not too long after, he pulled out his phone and checked his Hero app, a still in progress app he was working on that would pull info and data from a plethora of outlets like local news, the internet, social media, etc... and compile it all so any hero could get a notice of a crime in progress. <br/><br/>He was even tinkering with individualized algorithms so heroes like Superman or Flash would get notices from much further away, as they were fast enough to reach them in a reasonable time frame. Thankfully, there didn't seem to be too much going on at the moment, which meant he could focus on what came next when Jenn showed up. Not making a fool of himself. The ding of the bell caused him to look up, and there she was, Jennifer Pierce, looking as good as always. He smiled and waved her over. "Nah, no worries. I've been here maybe five whole minutes. And it's always easier to drink and fly than drink and drive so I left my car at home." <br/><br/>He slid her menu across the table when she asked if he was ready to order, but before he could find the seal and pull his own menu apart to see what they had to offer, she asked another question. Why did he agree? "Uhhhhhh," was all he managed as he put the laminated rectangle back down on the table top. "Well, I didn't see a reason to say no? I mean, you and me have never been <em>close</em> but that's obviously because of me and your dad and then you and your dad and that whole hero triangle thing. <br/><br/>So I get it. You were mad at me by extension of him, so it wasn't ever really me you were mad at. I was just the easiest target. Been through that whole thing before with my sister, even with a buddy of mine who volunteered down at the community center. For like a year I swore up and down my dad cared more about him than me. So I took myself out of the equation, and that left a beautiful woman who is at the very least askin' me out to bury the hatchet, but hopefully, so we can finally start ya know...getting to know each other. It's kinda weird how me and Anissa are such good friends but you and I can barely be in a room for five minutes without it being an issue. So...let's change that."<br/><br/></span><br/>