7826/Speed Trap

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Speed Trap
Date of Scene: 11 June 2019
Location: New York City
Synopsis: Impulse captured!
Cast of Characters: Impulse, Darcy Lewis, Doctor Doom, Professor Zoom
Tinyplot: Speed of Doom


Impulse has posed:
It's just like any other day for Impulse, having first gotten up that morning and done his chores.. Restocking the local food kitchens, scouting them all out before each delivery. (It's suprising how a visit with Batman can instill a small modicum of paranoia in the most easy going of guys!) Then it was on to the salt flats of Utah to experiment. Miles and miles of flat, featureless plains of salt where he can push himself to his limits trying to go faster than his grandfather.

Then it's back to New York City (Get a rope!) where, brimming with The Speed-Force, the 'impulsive' teen decides to visit the Triskelion.

    Still in 'uniform' the teen speedster sticking his hands in pockets at his belly (When did they get there?) his cowl turning into a bright yellow baseball cap with the S.H.E.L.D. Emblem emblazoned on it his orange goggles turning into sunglasses. As he peers around, a receptionist quickly gets his attention. ?May I help you?? she asks, to which the teen replies. ?Nah, just looking around, havn't been called into the office yet so I was curious what it looked like! Special Agent Nyx, or Colburn isn't around are they?? he asks curiously.. ?ohh, Coulson.. Not Colburn.. I'm pants at names.? he explains.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Faking a smile, the receptionist reaches for her phone.

"Let me check for you," she says just as one Agent Lewis is walking past.

Pencil skirts, it is said, do not belong on curvy women. Darcy either didn't get the memo or she just doesn't care. Either way, she wears it with a pair of probably too tall to be completely office appropriate heels and a dainty white blouse tucked into it. Her badge is clipped to the lapel of the black blazer she has buttoned over it. Behind her dark framed glasses, Darcy's greene yes pull up from the tablet in her hands.

"Oh, don't bother, Becky," she says, makig her way over. She slides her gaze down then back up Impulse's frame, taking in the younger man's apparrel as she closes the distance.

"He's out of the office. I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name?" she says to him, head tilting faintly as she peers into those orange tinted sunglasses.

Impulse has posed:
Impulse's expression turns into a pout for a second before turning back into the smile he was wearing just a moment ago. "Shucks.. I wanted to know why he hadn't called me yet. After all the time he went to have two whole teams of guys ready to ambush me for our visit in the middle of the night in a shady downtown building. I even gave him a Pager!" The teen says with a theatrical sigh. "I use to call myself Zippy, then The Batman called me Impulse, so I decided to use that name!." He explains.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
"Oh, really?" Darcy prompts, eyes intent with interest. "I'm so sorry to hear that. I hope he didn't loose your number. Maybe, if you gave it to me, I can drop it in his inbox for you, Impulse" she offers so very helpfully. Even with a smile.

It's BS, and she knows it. Coulson wouldn't lose it, especially if he'd taken two teams of field ops to try to catch this guy, who's got connections to some dude named Batman (OMG. Bat.. MAN, really? Fuck, metas and their stupid ass codenames, some days), and well, this could be important. And even if Darcy can't bring in a wanted meta on her own because Squishy Mortal landing his digits and more intel on him might make it easier for May to succeed wheere Coulson failed.j

Impulse has posed:
Impulse snickers "What kind of guy you think I am? Just giving my digits out to anybody who asks? Not before the first date! But nah, I don't have a phone number persay as much as I gave him a sort of red phone. Well more like a red button, but the concepts the same. Maybe I should run up to the top of the building, I can install a Flash Light like the Bat Light they have in gotham!" he says puffing up with bravado before the moment is ruined by his stomach growling like the sarlacc. "Ooph..Should have probably ate something before I came to the City. There wouldn't happen to be a Big Belly Burger near by would there?" he asks as his stomach once more screams for sustinance.."

Darcy Lewis has posed:
"Oh. A classy guy," Darcy quips, grinning just into Impulse confirming that he is soem sort of meta. but RUN up a building? oh kay then. She types out a quick out of office message on her tablet and holds it out to Becky.

"No Big Belly, but I know a place. Come on, handsome. I'll walk you and you can tell me more about flashlights," she offers, holding out her arm for Impulse to take. Because she's a goddamn lady and someone has to escourt this kid around.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
The message Darcy left was NOT just an out of office. It was a sly alert to her direct report, Agent May, that she was taking a meta out to Chang's Buffet to gather more intel and that she could talk to Coulson about Impulse for more deets.

The walk to the buffet was not long at all. A few blocks. The smell of fried rice, lo mien noodles, and hot and spicy egg drop soup fill the air as soon as the door opens.

"It's on me, and if you want to call it a date, you can. I promise I won't get frisky," she quips as she holds the door open for Impulse. Leading him in, she moves to the hostess and says a few words softly: Meta, Very Hungry. Darcy knows how this goes. She works with enough Weird. Drop enough cash and the kitchen will just KEEP cooking. Impulse's meal secured, she motions him to the feast.

"Help yourself," she tells him.

Impulse has posed:
Impulse blinks.. "All you can eat? How? What? These places actually EXIST??!" he asks vanishing into the buffet with a snap of air and a crackle of lightning, a near by table soon getting covered in plates covered in food, the teenager soon sitting and starting to eat, the waitstaff's eyes widening in almost terror as they see the speed the food is vanishing..

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Darcy watches the lightning flicker across the restaurant, and her chin inclines. This? This needs reporting right away. She looks at the hostess as she pulls her cell phone from her pocket.

"Go let the kitchen know they'll need to make more, and give me an invoice. We'll make sure you're appropriately compensated," Darcy tells the woman. She looks down at her phone as the speedster tucks into his meal, typing away.

To May: Took a meta to Chang's. Coulson knows him. Impulse.

The reply is quick: Speedster? Was annoying Gotham? Report in. Bring him along if needed.

Darcy glances up, smiles softly, and then looks back to her phone. To May: Looks like. I'll get him to follow me in. It's gonna cost us a night's business at Chang's and a Visitor's Pass. I'll have the paperwork filled out when back w him.

Darcy makes her way to the table as she sends that message and relocks her phone.

"So. I got a meeting scheduled for you. You're welcome. After you get a chance to eat, of course," Darcy says to Impulse as she settles herself to the chair across from him. Oh! A pot sticker. She reaches out her free hand to take one.

Doctor Doom has posed:
It would be totally nice if he got to enjoy that meal, BUT, as things are wont to do for those who call themselves heroes (or would be heroes), there's usually some jerk out there with weird plans that interrupt stuff like heroes having meals and government agents trying to find out more about said heroes.

Something enters the building extremely fast - fast enough to absolutely ruin the door - and so fast it's basically a blur to pretty much everyone /except/ Impulse. The moment it enters, a cluster of small metallic spheres abruptly parts, spreading them everywhere! The spheres expand into bubbles, capturing people within them.

As fast as it entered, the thing bolts from the location, and the giant bubble traps follows the figure at an accelerating pace. Darcy happens to be inside one of those things!

Impulse has posed:
At the first sound of the cracking of the glass on the door, Impulse is looking up, "Getthenextone" he says as he pops the potsticker in his mouth chewing on it, only half the plates he had brought having been cleared of food, the teen speedster moving into action his ballcap and glasses flowing back into the goggles and open topped cowl Impulse usually sports. Saying something that honestly just sounds like a 28.8 baud modem, the teen asks Gideon to alert the authorities.

That's when Darcy's phone suddenly unlocks itself and begins dialing every number on the contacts list at the same time, sending out a simultanious alert to everyone on the phone that there's something going down at Chang's. The communications tech in his suit makes an alert to the police as the speedster takes off after the bogey, being careful to try and /not/ touch one of the bubbles. "Okmister, ormiss, orwhateveradjectivenoungroupyou use. Iwashavingareallynicelunchwhenyoubrokeinhere. itbetterbeforagoodreason!" he says barely slow enough to be understood.

Professor Zoom has posed:
"I need to use the restroom." Is what Harrison said five minutes ago in the small apartment being used as a makeshift headquarters for the capture attempt.

Five minutes that Harrison used to go contact Gideon, and put a note where the Flash will see it.

Red lightning trails behind the Reverse-Flash as he gets back to the apartment, and speeds up enough that the Doombots keeping an eye on him won't see the lightning go back into the bathroom, before he puts the costume back in his ring and steps out.

"Done. You might not want to go in there for about... ten minutes." Harrison steps out with a grimace at the supposed smell, before he moves up to the equipment. The sensors are activated so the signatures of any Speed Force users are shown.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Darcy just gets her fingers on the potsticker when CRASH. Before she can even process what happened, she's in a bubble and things are rushing pass and, what in the world is going on? Tumbled in the bottom of the bubble, Darcy kicks off the heels and rearranges herself so she's on her knees. She looks at her phone to send an alert, only to see that her phone's SENT alerts. LOTS of alerts. Alerts to everyone. Even her Derby Wife.

Fuck. That's going to be hell to explain tomorrow.

Darcy tucks the phone into her bra to free her hands before she shrugs off the blazer for better mobility. That done, she waits. Because there isn't shit all she can do about things right now.

Doctor Doom has posed:
Up ahead, Impulse can see a humanoid figure dressed very much like another speedster, except it's all black with glowing white lines! Whoever it is, is oh soo cool and very sleek with their speedy suit. When it glances back, one can see even the eye lenses are glowy white!

It's about the time that it glances back that some of the bubbles start... diverging. Or, really, it's as though they get shot or thrown from the chain of bubbles off in this direction or that, and regardless they seem to be in for serious harm if something isn't done about them.

It's not really enough to keep Impulse off the other fast person's trail, since they don't seem to quite be moving as fast as a speedster. But it /is/ time consuming since, well... who /knows/ what those bubbles will do if they pop!

Darcy actually has a front row seat to all this, because the luck of the draw would have it she ended up right behind this other Speedster person. She even sees some of the rear passengers get jettisoned so that Impulse would have do deal with them... Well, unless he's not so heroic as some might think!

Impulse has posed:
"Shoot. Shoot, Shoot.. And I just ate.." he pouts and complains. "Gideon.. Amazon same day me a whole crate of phenegren, I'm gonna be puking for a week." he whines as the situation starts quickly getting out of hand, gritting his teeth he pours on a little more speed when there's suddenly a pop, pop, pop, and five more copies of the speedster appear, dark red, and yellow colors similar to Professor Zoom's costume appear their eyes glowing a baleful red.

"Gottheoneontheleft, I'llgoright, we'llgodownthecenter!" the five clones of Impulse all say at the same time, darting around to grab people, (or at least try to) as a decidedly green looking Impulse pours on the speed grabbing a stack of clean plates off the buffet to start flinging them at the black and white speedster at ballistic speeds..

Doctor Doom has posed:
"How intriguing." Doom says over the comms back to Harrison, right about the time all the clones start doing their thing. Indeed, it sounds like the Speed Force well and truly has captured Doom's attention with the things some seem to be able to do.

Unfortunately for Impulse, those things keep flying off this way and that, but /fortunately/ there were only so many people in the restaurant so... can't be that many, right? Heck, he can see Darcy up near the front easily enough by now. Maybe she was the real target all along!!

The villain heads down through winding streets, trying to stay ahead of Impulse the whole way. Of course, little does impulse know that there's a trap set up ahead that he's being led straight to! A little magic, a bit of tech, and Impulse is one mouse that just might get caught!

Professor Zoom has posed:
It doesn't hurt that the foremost expert on Speed Force in all it's forms is also helping Doctor Doom. The technology behind the trap is retrofitted futuretech in a modern base, and is quite capable of 'snapping' shut around a Speed Force signature.

Now that Impulse has been forced to use the Speed Force in a setting where sensors have been set... Eobard now knows exactly what signature Impulse has. A useful bit of intel for his own plans.

"The trap is set. He just needs to spring it." Harrison offers in reply to Victor over the comm.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Darcy takes the few precious seconds she has to look around, to note how bubbles with people are being tossed about, forcing the hero to veer off and save them. she looks at the black suited 'speedster' that's cuaght her and... makes a gamble.

"OH, you slow witted little fucktard. Really? I goddamn fucking soap bubble? Could you be less creative? Because this is rightout of that stupid ass cartoon with Rene Zilwigger and Anglina Johlie and WIll Smith.. what the fuck was it called? Whatever. It was stupid as Fuck! Like you. Jesus, I am so unimpressed right now." Darcy Lewis, squishy mortal, no powers whatsoever, is mouthing off and cussing out whatever speed thing has her trapped in a bubble.

Doctor Doom has posed:
The voice that comes from the villainous swifty is nothing like Doom's, of course, and simply responds to Darcy's jibes with a succinct, admonishing, "Such Language." as they veer around a corner into the alley where the trap is set. Just another split second or two, and Impulse will have fell right into the villain's trap!

Doom, on the other hand, has himself a dark bit of a chuckle at the stuff coming across the feed. "Not long now; be ready, Doctor." he intones. The final few passengers are jettisoned, which are easily snatched up and rescued by Impulse's clones - all except for Darcy that is - and the pair of her and the villain zip around the corner...

Impulse has posed:
Hot on the heels of the speedster, his clones pop out of existance, letting the teenagers pallor darken to a little bit healther of a look as he darts after Darcy and right into the trap he didn't know was there!

Professor Zoom has posed:
When Impulse was in the threshold, Harrison hit the button. It was a massively simple machine, if you knew how to measure the Speed Force... and despite not knowing the baseline for Impulse and his speed, he was getting plenty of data towards that end, at least.

Once Impulse was within the alloted space, a field of pure lightning and force popped up around him. The unstable nature of the field would make it impossible for Impulse to try to phase through, as the molecules were constantly in flux with no apparent pattern.

Impulse was well and truly trapped.

Impulse has posed:
Impulse skids to a halt before he slams into the front wall of lightning. "What? well shit.." he says actually cussing, the teen zipping here and there looking at what he's seeing. ~Gideon, can you get a message out? Do you sense any controlling computer you can tap into?~ he asks mentally to the computer throwing the last few of his plates at the coursing lightning to see what happens..

Darcy Lewis has posed:
"yeah? Imma language my foot up your-," Darcy's spitfire cuts off in a half heartbeat ... that voice isn't winded. In fact, it didn't sound like it was being jarred by the impact of running. Darcy's played more than enough derby to know what it's like to say ANYTHING while exterting yourself, and off skate training measns he knows what it's like to talk while running.

While her realization was quick, fairly quick for a human, it was just that: quick, for a human. This? This was far faster than anything a human can comprehend, and so what she says next is a full second too late for she turns in the bubble and shoves her hands against the back of it, eyes on Impulse.

"It's a trap!" Darcy calls out, her mind registering the force field and that she was too late. Thoughts racing, she reaches for the phone in her bra. She needs to send a new alert, hope SHIELD got a new reading on her GPS... and maybe she'll get around to praying.

Doctor Doom has posed:
"That went quite well. It seems Impulse lives up to his name." Doom says mildly, and already things are swinging into action to collect the prize and get the heck out of here.

"Bit too late." says the bad guy to Darcy. "You should work on that. Now, what to do with you... Could come with, but you'd need to mind those manners." they quip - the figure strikes a rather androgynous pose, and the voice isn't any help.

Impulse has posed:
Impulse finally comes to a stop at the far end of the 'cage' he squats down his shoes shifting into angled platforms reminiscent of a sprinters block, the teen focusing on the front of the 'cage' a look of intense focus coming on his face as blood red lightning starts to flicker and flare across his body, his edges becoming indistinct as if vibrating, the goggles designed to filter out the red glow that his eyes tend to take when channeling the speed force unable to keep up as the glow grows brighter.

Swiftly the suit he wears shifts the armor on the front growing thicker, the ankle length leggings shortening to almost speedo size, the back of his suit opening to reveal pale skin. With a loud crack of an instant sonic boom, as the teen sprints forward going hypersonic (his top speed) instantly to slam into the wall of energy, the lightning hitting him and causing him to cry out the force field stretching and deforming as he starts to break free for the field to snap back slamming him back into the back wall to slump to the floor unconcious.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
In the middle of tapping that alert,the crack boom of Impulse trying to make his escape has Darcy looking up with a gasp.

"Impulse!" she calls out. Like that's going to do any sort of good. Heart racing, she frankily turns back to her phone to try to get one last message out to May: Impulse caught. No sooner does she hit send than she tries hit the Send Location feature. It doesn't happen, however since the moment Impulse hit the deck and didn't get back up, her time as Bait came to an aburpt end. The ball was flung into the nearest wall, shattering on impact and sending Darcy slamming into the brick. She was unconscious before she even hit the asphalt of the alley. Her phone clattered from her hand, the message open and her location waiting to be sent.

Doctor Doom has posed:
So it all comes to an end. Minions pour from the woodwork to box Impulse up nice and tidy. The 'villain' makes sure that Darcy isn't unduly injured for some reason or other. And the whole crew cleans up the bulk of their mess in a whirlwind of activity and... they're gone by the time the cops and such arrive! How they accomplish this is a mystery unto itself.