«We Could be Heroes»

The oncoming storm seemed to fuel their sense of urgency. Gage leapt into the air and flew up to Janet. "Um. Where are we going exactly?" He said. "Er, I mean, Zen here is a speedster. He could scout up ahead."

(Oh, crap I forgot. Janet has a backpack, so she can't piggyback the kid... lemme edit.)
"Yeah Gage I'll scout ahead," Zen said before he took off in a blur.
 
"I would." She said, glancing a her watch, but then frowned. Why had she done that? Oh well. It just felt like the right thing to do. Shrugging off her brain fart. "But-" Then a blur whizzed past. "Woah!"
 
~Ash ducked as a briefcase sailed over her head and the corresponding yelp of the businessman who'd dropped it. She swerved to avoid being hit, and quickly scurried in the convenient opening that the batwing dude was creating by shoving people aside with his wings. As she slid up beside the others, she exchanged a sheepish glance with Sammy, who seemed to be glaring at her in an amused sort of irritation. "Sorry," she muttered. A self-deprecating smirk tugged at her mouth. "I'm terrible with crowds." She looked around at all of her harried comrades as Sammy voiced her query for Aero. "So, yeah, I don't know anybody's names either--" She suddenly straightened up abruptly as it hit her why they were in this crowd in this first place. "--except maybe we should catch up to Mr. Firestein before we pause for introductions."~
Sammy looked at Ash, opening her mouth to say something. She then decided it wasn't worth it and continued walking through the crowd. I wasn't pausing. It was you who was pausing. she thought, suddenly turning as she realized she had walked right past James.
James's head bobbed through the sea of humans. A doughy, cheesy smell drifted on the air from the stand of freshly made pretzels. More graffiti lined the walls in a burst of color among the industrialized subway goers. The train had come to a complete stop, now, and the doors slid open. A cheery woman's voice greeted the passengers over the intercom. The swarm of people began to deplete as they osmosis'd onboard.
But the man didn't seem interested in boarding. Instead, he made his way to the graffitied wall and the pretzel stand.
"Lovely morning, isn't it, sir?" Said the woman at the register.
"Yes, but I was carrying an umbrella." Firestein said.
Firestein heard something and glanced back to Sammy. "Hmm? Did you say something?" He said, an inviting smile on his face.
"Umbrella?" Sammy questioned, eyeing James and then the woman. Could be a code word. That would be cool. Orrr he could just like umbrellas...
Janet glanced over her shoulder, her voice stony. "Not here." She said, hustling as quickly as she could while still holding Leona's hand.
The woman finally gave up trying to walk the girl, "Here." She said to Leona, then squatted down next to her, "Piggy back."
The girl cast a sheepish glance at Gage before obeying, and then Janet took off at a trot.

("HELLO, ZEN." Gage said)
Crow followed Janet, wondering how there was suddenly three others in the group. He decided not to question it and continued walking silently.
 
Gage shook his head, realizing Zen had taken off without direction. He gritted his teeth. What if he actually found someone? Or worse, something? Surely he could evade anything. Besides, he thought, I couldn't catch up to him if I wanted to. His mind wandered back to Leona and her scars. "Uh, Misty?
 
"I would." She said, glancing a her watch, but then frowned. Why had she done that? Oh well. It just felt like the right thing to do. Shrugging off her brain fart. "But-" Then a blur whizzed past. "Woah!"
Tayn picked up on her looking at her watch was she on a schedule?
 

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