Virgil knew well and good how dangerous Jedi and Sithly types were. He'd seen Star Wars. But at the same time he couldn't just let them roam free in downtown Lawrence where all the people were. Lightning wouldn't hurt him as much as it would the average bear. He wasn't entirely human, so he had an edge. Virgil was a metahuman super hero. His powers included the wielding of all things electric, and the gift of gab. That's right he was an amazing distraction. He was dressed in super hero gear. His black shirt with gold lightning symbol on the front, a pair of black pants with a few yellow accents for style, and a deep royal blue hooded trench coat with a gold lining.
No spandex for him ever again, no thanks. This was much more comfortable and comfort was necessary when kicking ass and taking names. That was a fact. Virgil flew on a thin silver disk powered by electricity, from the complex toward down town and a little past until he reached his chosen playing field. He waited up above in the rafters for Jania to show. Like a hawk stalking it's pray from above he had a birds eye view of the abandoned warehouse. He really hated warehouses but as long as it was big enough if would contain and absorb most of the electricity. And as far as he could see there was no one in sight. No people to worry about incase she actually pushed him to his limit and he was forced to use full power.
His face was covered by his mask, and his body crouched low on the highest rafters until he saw the doors open and Jania inside, then he stood and called out to her with a cocky voice. "You made it, I was starting to think you were scared to lose and weren't gonna show up." He taunted from a distance, the smirk clearly written on his face. Confidence radiating, which was good considering he felt a little like jelly inside. The Force was a crazy thing, but if he could keep her attention on the lightning things would go okay and maybe even in his favor.
He'd grown up a lot since the last time he was there. He'd very nearly mastered his abilities, of course there were still some things he was figuring out. But in time he was sure he'd get them too. For now he knew exactly how many volts he could produce, what sort of manipulation he was capable of, and how bad his hand to hand combat was. If she somehow disabled his lightning and expected to fight him hand to hand he was screwed, so he was going to keep mostly out of reach and hope for the best.