Tommy Shepard (
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revivalproject2021-05-06 11:59 am
Fastest Hero In The City
WHO: Tommy Shepherd, OTA
WHERE: Around the City
WHAT: May Madness
WHEN: May
WARNINGS: Potential for violence in Heroics stuff.
1. An Prodigy's Life Open to Anyone At SI
Morning. Tommy didn't always like mornings. SI had more than a few interns who were happy to be up and bright eyed and running around in the mornings. Most of them were high school students, and thus of an age with the most noticeable of their number, the one who was working on a defacto 'we'll hire you once the internship' understanding. That was Tommy Maximoff, a young man fresh out of college early, starting his PhD in the fall, with a shock of white hair and who always came in looking tired.
This morning that was true of like any others. He moved at a brisk walk through the lobby and to an elevator and looked half annoyed to have to hold an elevator open for someone.
"Just get on quick," he grumbled, his hand wrapped around a very large but mostly empty cup of coffee.
And then, ten minutes later he was walking into the R&D division he'd been assigned to, putting his coffee down on a counter before unslinging his backpack from his shoulders. He dragged it open and pulled a box of donuts and another of bagels and put them on the counter.
"Food's up Sci-bros!" he called over the work space, grabbing up his cup and heads for his own desk. Cup goes down, an energy drink is pulled out of his backpack, and it gets cracked and poured into his quad-shot espresso. It was a morning ritual that horrified many.
"Okay, what are we working today?" he yawned before taking a very large drink from his cup. "Is Beck in yet?"
2. Crimson Speed On The Streets Open to All
His watch beeped suddenly in the middle of the work day and Tommy cursed under his breath. Why did there have to be an Avengers call in the middle of the day. He called out to no one in particular that he had to go to the bathroom and rushed out.
And instead of the bathroom, he ran for the stairs. Once he was in them he quickly changed and bolted down the floors at impossible speeds and out into the road. He stopped quickly in his running to pull one person off of the street out of the way of a bus, and kept going toward the alarm for a fire.
"See," he said as he came to a stop, dust and dirt kicking up around the scarlet and silver of the costume of Crimson Speed, "it was my understanding that fire fighters did standard fires. Something weird up here?"
3. Tommy At Home Closed to Wanda and Billy
"Mom! B! I'm home!" Tommy shouted as he came in through the front door. It was later than he had wanted. And later than he'd promised, with him arms loaded with grocery bags. He made his way to the kitchen several beats faster than he really should have been able to manage. But given there were only two people in the world he could use his powers around when he wasn't in costume, he wasn't going to be slow at home.
"Did anyone start dinner, or should I work on a stir-fry? Could do a paprikash, but it would take so long tonight," he kept shouting as he entered the kitchen.
"Stupid bank robbery," he grumbled to himself as he did.
4. Speed Dating (lol) Closed to Kyle
Tonight. Sucked. Hard and fast statements there. Work had been hellish, there had been TWO super incidents he'd been caught up in, and JUST before this second one he'd gotten a text from Kyle saying he'd be late for their date. Which just hurt. Kyle was punctual as hell, and Tommy worked so hard to live up to that with his secret life, so this was just a lot.
At least, he supposed, it gave him a chance to come out to this crime and put a stop to it, and even with his favorite team up potential. Who was still there right now. The Human Kite, Tommy's best friend that he wasn't related to or dating.
"So," he said as he watched a cop out some dampener cuffs on the perp the two of them had caught together, "I know I normally stick around to chat you up after these things, but, uh... I sorta gotta book. My boyfriend, that awesome guy I always tell you about? We're supposed to be having a date tonight and yeah he said he was going to be late so I slipped out to do this, but fuck I'm SO late now and he's gonna be hella pissed. Forgive me?"
WHERE: Around the City
WHAT: May Madness
WHEN: May
WARNINGS: Potential for violence in Heroics stuff.
1. An Prodigy's Life Open to Anyone At SI
Morning. Tommy didn't always like mornings. SI had more than a few interns who were happy to be up and bright eyed and running around in the mornings. Most of them were high school students, and thus of an age with the most noticeable of their number, the one who was working on a defacto 'we'll hire you once the internship' understanding. That was Tommy Maximoff, a young man fresh out of college early, starting his PhD in the fall, with a shock of white hair and who always came in looking tired.
This morning that was true of like any others. He moved at a brisk walk through the lobby and to an elevator and looked half annoyed to have to hold an elevator open for someone.
"Just get on quick," he grumbled, his hand wrapped around a very large but mostly empty cup of coffee.
And then, ten minutes later he was walking into the R&D division he'd been assigned to, putting his coffee down on a counter before unslinging his backpack from his shoulders. He dragged it open and pulled a box of donuts and another of bagels and put them on the counter.
"Food's up Sci-bros!" he called over the work space, grabbing up his cup and heads for his own desk. Cup goes down, an energy drink is pulled out of his backpack, and it gets cracked and poured into his quad-shot espresso. It was a morning ritual that horrified many.
"Okay, what are we working today?" he yawned before taking a very large drink from his cup. "Is Beck in yet?"
2. Crimson Speed On The Streets Open to All
His watch beeped suddenly in the middle of the work day and Tommy cursed under his breath. Why did there have to be an Avengers call in the middle of the day. He called out to no one in particular that he had to go to the bathroom and rushed out.
And instead of the bathroom, he ran for the stairs. Once he was in them he quickly changed and bolted down the floors at impossible speeds and out into the road. He stopped quickly in his running to pull one person off of the street out of the way of a bus, and kept going toward the alarm for a fire.
"See," he said as he came to a stop, dust and dirt kicking up around the scarlet and silver of the costume of Crimson Speed, "it was my understanding that fire fighters did standard fires. Something weird up here?"
3. Tommy At Home Closed to Wanda and Billy
"Mom! B! I'm home!" Tommy shouted as he came in through the front door. It was later than he had wanted. And later than he'd promised, with him arms loaded with grocery bags. He made his way to the kitchen several beats faster than he really should have been able to manage. But given there were only two people in the world he could use his powers around when he wasn't in costume, he wasn't going to be slow at home.
"Did anyone start dinner, or should I work on a stir-fry? Could do a paprikash, but it would take so long tonight," he kept shouting as he entered the kitchen.
"Stupid bank robbery," he grumbled to himself as he did.
4. Speed Dating (lol) Closed to Kyle
Tonight. Sucked. Hard and fast statements there. Work had been hellish, there had been TWO super incidents he'd been caught up in, and JUST before this second one he'd gotten a text from Kyle saying he'd be late for their date. Which just hurt. Kyle was punctual as hell, and Tommy worked so hard to live up to that with his secret life, so this was just a lot.
At least, he supposed, it gave him a chance to come out to this crime and put a stop to it, and even with his favorite team up potential. Who was still there right now. The Human Kite, Tommy's best friend that he wasn't related to or dating.
"So," he said as he watched a cop out some dampener cuffs on the perp the two of them had caught together, "I know I normally stick around to chat you up after these things, but, uh... I sorta gotta book. My boyfriend, that awesome guy I always tell you about? We're supposed to be having a date tonight and yeah he said he was going to be late so I slipped out to do this, but fuck I'm SO late now and he's gonna be hella pissed. Forgive me?"

4 lol
It was the best relationship he'd ever had. Hell, it was the best life he could imagine: the occasional lunch with Tommy during the day at a job he enjoyed, then a solid adventure with Crimson Speed some evening, then dinner and a movie with Tommy another night.
And the whole time, Tommy would say the sweetest things. Which he had, up until this exact moment, thought was him just being romantic.
But now Tommy was ditching him. For him. Kyle Broflovski.
This had to be a joke.
"I'm pretty sure he's not waiting at home for you," Kyle said, smirking.
Re: 4 lol
No texts. How were there no texts yet.
“He might be really mad. He’s never this quiet when I don’t make it on time.”
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"Tommy," he says. "I can absolutely tell you he isn't mad. For obvious reasons."
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"Kyle?" he asked, his voice soft and shocked.
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"Uh, yeah," he said. "Are you seriously telling me you just realised it's me?" He couldn't help but laugh. "Dude! I don't even wear a mask, I just cover my hair!"
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He reached up for his goggles and lifted them free. "What we do is about privacy, Kyle. Damn. Do you know how often we could have been having 'sleepovers' if I'd known? I was trying to keep secrets secret. FUCK!"
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"Oh, Tommy," he said. "I just thought you were saving yourself for marriage or something." He reached over, pulling the other man into a hug. "Oh, dude. Oh my god you're so cute." He looked down, grinning. "I sincerely thought you were either playing a joke, or just being super romantic all this time."
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Then he was the one blushing.
"You've been listening to me wax poetic about you!"
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Home!
It's been a long day, but it always is when you're in the superhero business and most of your team is out of town and your husband is away on a business trip. But even so, Wanda's content. She has everything she could ever want.
"You're a lifesaver. Thank you, Tommy." And if he'll stand still for long enough, he'll get a hug. "I could also make pasta? Unless you and Billy are hungry right now."
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Then he was a blur of motion as he put everything away around her in a rush of speed. When he was finished he was already turning on two stove top burners, one for tea, the other for boiling water for pasta.
"SI is a mess of busyness right now, and then there was a bank robbery on the way home, and at least I didn't have a date with Kyle tonight, because that would have been a whole other level of frustrating."
Mostly because he would have come home and worried about clothes. Again. Shut up, he knows he's a disaster bi.
ty for patience!
She's trying but, you know. Even superheroes can't always have it all.
"Are you all right?" She asks it with a surprising mildness, but he knows her. If anyone has harmed a hair on his head, they're toast. "That sounds like a very busy day, even for you."
never a problem
"I'm up for it, and the world MIGHT end if we did. You know how super villains are. Sometimes they're just a pain and come up with the worst plots."
I'd apologize for the terrible pun, but we both know I'm not sorry at all
She goes to the fridge to get the rest of the ingredients they'll need. "I think the cheese tortellini tonight...but what kind of sauce do you want with it?"
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"Well, why don't you tell me, miss saucerer," he answered, trying not to laugh too much. "Geez, Momda, you just happen to make me cringe at the jokes. Surely you've got better material."
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"It's pastable...but I will never be as good as your father." She turns to rummage through the fridge and the ingredients she'd need for an alfredo sauce levitate to the countertop. "I have to try my best while he is away."
Re: still not sorry
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"As I understand it, there's some sort of death ray hidden inside. The fear is that the fire will reach it first, the heat causing the crystal to crack and release the death energy at random."
Kaz didn't seem particularly fussed at the prospect, and indeed he had strongly doubted it would get to that point before one of the many hero types came to investigate. It was still a bit of a gamble on his part, but he liked his odds.
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"Guess I gotta go get that out as well. Fuck. Whoever did this is so on my shit list."
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"Dude, don't smile like that, it's creepy."
Then Tommy's gone in a flash. Soon people are appearing outside, rushes of wind coming with it and kicking up all manner of dirt and dust and other things. And a moment or two later, a device was also pulled out. Tommy set it down, carefully, away from the fire, before sitting down next to it with his legs crossed, producing a screwdriver.
Electrical engineering degree, don't fail him now.
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"You might wanna move back some. Uh, you got a scarf or something you can spare? I've gotta get this crystal or whatever out, and I'd like to wrap it up in something, you know, soft."
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Kaz handed over what turned out to be a silk handkerchief since that was the part of a mafia Don's outfit that he didn't know what else to do with. And despite what he said he apparently had no trouble with moving quite a ways back after he did. He watched Tommy's expression carefully while he was still more than a little impressed that Tommy seemed to know what to do to take the ray apart.
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"Fucking villains. Never sensible," he grumbled before tucking it into a pouch on his costume. Yeah, not ideal for wind resistance, but sometimes you did what you had to do. Then he gathered up the other pieces and looked to Kaz with a nod.
"Hey man, super thanks for the help. Wouldn't have known to look for this."
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