Welcome to Gaia! ::

She gasped as she recognized him.

"Oh my gosh...I..wow who would have guessed."

She walked to the hologram, hand raised gently as she touched his face.

"so...its solid....forms to you so no one can tell....."

Her eyes scanning him for almost a flaw. There wasnt one. No shimmer or glints of a holograph. Her inner science major was on the verge of screaming with excitement like a child.

"This is amazing....the material almost feels...like skin. Its nothing I have ever felt before. You said this is made from the what now.." she pulled lightly around the fabric, wanting to study it more. " I...should probably get cleaned up. I have a lot of questions obviously...."

It was a good fit. She blushed, trying to make the material not hug her. Should have not made it like an extra skin. She supposed it was just something she would have to get used to. She smiled down at the thigh high red boots and grinned. They were amazing, but this was no time to get giddy over a pair of boots. She opened the door, her face still red.

"well...."

giving a little turn.

"...i think i got it to....snug"

"Oh stop."

She shoved him playfully, blushing.

"well...you want to take these things out for a test run. I havent figured out all my powers yet. Now would be a good time."

How easily society fell into disarray with the slightest explosion. The smallest sound of gunfire and people freaked. To easy, to easy could chaos be brought into this world; like a pin dropping on the floor, so simple. It was funny, hysterical even. It was amusing to see them squirm for their lives, how easily they clung to their own skin over others first. Sure the mother, the father; parental or sibling instincts told them to cling to kin sometimes, but otherwise, mankind was selfish.

How they feared death and so many complained about life. Nothing pleased the people, nothing forever pleased. There were those that got big and fat with their riches, leaving the poor to die of starvation. Who was to say which was in greater need, the fat man who could not reach his remote because he wouldn't get up or the child that clung to his very life while the flies tore at what little skin he had? Life, death, happiness, sadness, and all of it would pull back inside the rift of chaos.

For now, he had said he would behave, if at least to gain enough neutrality. This world was not his own; he could be given the innocent tag and would behave until he deemed the farce no longer useful. At a diner he took to having a simple meal, of course he paid; though his appearance freaked most inside.

He was given the natural vigilante's due, which in its own right still meant he took the law in his own hands. Though the police were to leave him alone so long as he didn't kill anyone. Well, he didn't need to kill, no; even before he'd taken up his new face, he had been taught in the ways of instilling justice and fear.

His stomach growled again,"On second thoughts let's eat first."
Blaze sped off with Hot Flash hopefully on his tail.
Turning on his psy link, he contacted Alex.
Alex we're done over here with our costumes. So what are your plans?