For all his enhanced reflexes, the Spoiler still almost tripped over himself when he first tried to move.  It took a few minutes to get used to it, but he was soon shattering the sound barrier -- without even jogging.<br/><br/>The first person he approached looked at him oddly, but thought for a moment.  "Emily?  Yeah, I know her, but I haven't seen her since this morning.  I think she has class in Stevenson -- hey, wait!"  The young man frowned, looking the Spoiler's odd apparel up and down.  "Aren't you that guy who..."  He began to back away rapidly.