WHO: Our residents Iceman and Spider-Man WHAT: A little extra-curricular crime fighting. WHERE: The extra shady M-Town WHEN: Early evening, Friday night.
Okay, so if Kylie were honest with herself, she would admit that there were some ulterior motives to the crime fighting taking place that night. For one, with the premiere of the Avengers upon them, Bobby was feeling a little jealous over the attention those heroes were getting in the media. Unfortunately, Bobby Drake had some jealousy--and confidence--issues that Kylie Kensington had no choice but to deal with.
Secondly? Well, she happened to really like hanging out with Thomas.
So far the night was quiet, a rarity in the usually crime-ridden section of town. Barely anybody was out and about due to the light drizzle that had been falling all day. It left everything damp and slick, which was the perfect setting for a movie crime scene, but not so much one that took place in reality. Maybe, thought Kylie, they're all watching the movie like we should be. No.
"Maybe the villains are all on strike," She mused out loud to Thomas. She was crouched down on a roof top with her black kevlar X-Uniform on, continuously scanning the street below. Next to her lay a radio that occasionally spout off commands to police cars, but nothing of substance. A fender-bender here, a lost cat there. Even dispatch sounded bored. "Or stuck in Arkham. That'd be a miracle."