The black man looked about the city from the low rooftop, eyes wide in delight.  “Magnificent,” he breathed.  “How far did we just go?  Is there any limit, or could we go to Mars as easily as down the street?”<br/><br/>Beat danced down the back fire escape as if it was something he did a lot, and found himself softly disappointed that it went all the way to the ground and he couldn’t drop down, then offer Coral help to the ground.<br/><br/>In the costume shop, he picked out a simple black half mask, a brush, and a black hat matching the style of the latest Green Hornet movie.  Anyone seeing his skin could guess what his hair would look like, but he could brush out the excess before going in to minimize chance of anything so elaborate as a DNA trace.  (He’d seen Gatica.  Unlike a lot in his high school, he understood most of it.)<br/>