Aaron was hunting the easiest prey in all of Central City. Tourists. Almost none of them knew his face and, unlike most cities, people think they're a lot safer here then in any other hero inhabited city. Which is true except for the occasional psychic gorilla rampage. Plus the speedsters can be there to stop any major problem literally seconds after they find these things out. It was difficult for any criminal to commit crimes, but yet Aaron and the rogues, a bunch of criminals who commit the crimes with no superpowers. It was difficult, but fun. Plus if you're good at it, they won't realise what you're doing till it's too late and you're long gone.

Aaron was dressed trying to both hide his mechanical arm and look inconspicuous at the same time. A hard task but possible. He was wearing a brown leather jacket with tons of hidden pockets, one of the pockets is where he hid his mask and had 5 smoke grenades in others in case shit hit the fan, and had bandaged his mechanical arm and put on some skin putty on the mechanical fingers and made up a cool story about how he his got the injury. He was wearing a pair of jeans and his hover boots and the cherry on the cake, a t-shirt with the flash symbol on it. It was spectacular. Only people who would have met him face to face could recognise him and as Axel said to him this morning 'Why the hell do you look like a Flash fanboy?' which is what Aaron was going for.

Aaron was hanging out in front of the Flash museum where most of the suckers would visit. Now he just needed to find the perfect group to tail because they might not who he is, but most residents in Central City know his face from his mugshots so big groups meant it was harder for people to notice him also less protective of their watches, phones, wallets and jewellery. It also was a big plus that he never committed crimes so huge that it left news networks out of Central City and Keystone so all the true die hards would recognise his face.

Then the metaphorical jackpot arrived. A bus. More importantly an interstate bus, filled with students. A big score. There are no bigger suckers then horny teenagers. The popular people are too stuck up for them to notice him, the people in relationships are too busy making out, the guy nerds are too busy checking out girls they'll never get and the female nerds are too busy talking about really trivial things. The only people he needed to worry about were the ones that didn't quite belong anywhere. They were the ones that didn't just conform and this usually meant they were more observant.

Aaron stuck close to the group the moment they exited the bus. He even already stole two students phones and took one of the teachers belts who was too busy taking attendants and put in the phone in his pockets to weigh the pants down. He stood in the back waiting for the mans pants to fall down. After he called for someone called Amandra Almond or Kelly Alderman, Aaron wasn't really paying attention, his pants fell down. Aaron, and almost everyone laughed and in that moment he took the wallet of the kid in front of him, took the money out and snuck it back carefully into the same guys jacket.

"To easy." Aaron said with a slight chuckle. He was gonna make a huge payday.

Finally- finally- her school has organised a decent school-trip, after years of “let’s go to Mount Washington” or “Let’s visit the Mattress Factory” or “Let’s go to that History Museum with the totally misleadingly awesome name” (Cassie kept misreading “Carnegie” as “Carnage”). The twins had been hyped for weeks- Gabriel more vocally so- to visit the Flash Museum, and on a minor side-note, Central City. And then, on the morning they set out on the trip, Gabe had had some Teen Titans business and had had to pull out. With him gone, that probably left Cassie as the biggest super-hero nerd left on the trip- not that she’d admit that (and there was indisputably a large leap downwards in nerdiness).

Cassie would deny- in her truly abysmal lying skills- that she had done a thorough search of all the further supers in Central City. Of course, this search was fairly fruitful, but hardly enough to allow her to recognise them all, especially with their masks off. No-way would she admit to it. She didn’t need what little reputation she had further tarnished than just her association with the Dork-King.

Of course she had her costume- why on Earth would you come to Central City unprepared?- carefully morphed to look like a typical t-shirt (“Mutant and proud”), simple denim jacket and shorts. Well, most of her class-mates knew her dad at least was a mutant- they just rarely found out that she also had powers. Cassie’s hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail, so- as per usual- she’d just look like another schoolgirl.

She kept fairly close to her small group. She was too enthusiastic to be counted as one of the popular kids, and too genuine- on most things, not so much her powers and use of them, or her pop-cultured nerdiness. Cassie made sure with all her might that she didn’t fall in the nerd-squad, and she had a lot of might to expend on that. Besides, she wasn’t really smart enough to fall there by default, and thankfully few people really knew her interest in books, musicals, and supers.

Still, her gaze was out, observing. The others were discussing some homework-assigned course-work for next week- boring. Cassie had paid attention for maybe a minute- that was while they had been five minutes away and still on the coach- before drifting off. She’d chimed in that she didn’t get what the point of the homework was, and that her three attempts at that essay had all totaled out at four rather short paragraphs that said pretty much exactly the same thing, but that was all she had to contribute. Hence the looking around.

She noticed an extra head- a blonde one- bobbing in and out of the students. That was a little suspicious, but maybe he was just a particularly friendly local. Yeah, that seemed right.

Cassie snapped back to the present when one of the teachers- not her own- called for her. She sighed just a little (which was worse, again? Pupils discussing work seriously, or teachers probably reprimanding you?) before weaving through her school-mates to reach the teacher.

She snorted slightly in laughter before starting up properly. She was the last to stop.

There was a little ring of space around each of the teachers- none of the pupils except the most dedicated nerds wanting to close it- which Cassie took a couple of steps into. ”Sir, you called and I came to ya. Like the floor called and ya pants came to it.” Please don’t let this be about her re-engineering the taps at school to spray water out the front. Again.

Well, it wasn’t. It was some stupid apology to relay to her brother for the fifth time about him being “sick”. Yeah, right. Cassie stopped paying attention after about ten seconds, eyes wandering again. There was that blonde boy again, at the back of the group. He’d been over here just a few seconds ago. It took Cassie a second to get it, but she hopefully met the guy’s eye before giving him that wink.

Pretty much as soon as he’d stopped talking- apparently he thought Cassie was still listening- he called loudly for all their attentions, accompanying this with a loud clap. “Right, kids, everyone out and ready?” The yes was presumed. “Awesome! Now when we get inside, we’re all going to go off in our groups, mm-kay.” Cassie instantly disliked him more for that. Naturally he followed this with a detailed and droning speech about the organisation of the day, all of which was, as he reminded them twice, in their activity packs- of which Cassie’s at least had been “accidentally” left on the coach. “You chaps have all got everything? Let’s head in, then.”

With that he turned, leading the group, with of course a beckoning motion. Cassie let the others walk past her before following them inside. She sure hoped she wouldn’t have to spend the whole time listening to him.

Aaron kept the grin on his face till the laughter died down and he swore he heard the girl near the teacher give out a snort. After everyone died down most people returned to what ever the hell they were doing before, but Aaron was still enthralled with the blonde and the teacher. He could barely hear what they were saying so he moved a bit closer through the group and chuckled at what the blonde said. Aaron never talked to her, but he already like her and he swore that when he stole a watch from a guy named Dave, he was nice guy and wanted to become a detective (made it easier to steal his watch), that she gave him a wink. He had to talk to her.

Aaron walked through the rest of the crowds and he took enough money from wallets that he was set for a few days. What a bunch of suckers. Now he was just going to screw around, possibly break up friendships and relationships. Plus he was safe until they reached the gift shop thats when people were gonna notice they had no cash.

When The group moved out Aaron sought out the blonde from before who, he was guessing, had the same idea. She stayed at the back and when everyone past her she moved as well. Aaron followed closely behind and lingered long enough that he was walking close by the blonde.

"So you ready to see the most visited place in all of Central City?" Aaron said with a little disgust but trying to sound like he was a serious Flash fan, even though he hated the entire lineage. He walked into the main hall where a sickening, over enthusiastic, guide was going to show them around. While giving her first presentation, Aaron gave the blonde a wink and said "Watch this." He moved to where a Jock was flirting with a girl who was playing on, Aaron would, guess his phone, seeing by the protective cover. Aaron was able to steal the girls phone from her purse, which the jock was blocking her view from and she was too busy playing on the phone, and also able to unlock it seeing she wasn't smart enough to have a password on the phone. He looked through the contact screen and found one that was first 3 heart emojis, the word bae, and another 5 heart emojis. He copied the phone number into his burner phone, snuck the phone back into the purse and walked back to the blonde.

"Look closely at the couple I just walked to. He sent a text message saying 'I had such an amazing time last night <3<3<3. TTYL u stud - Janet.' and pressed send. Immediately the girl started freaking the hell out and yelling at him stuff like 'Who the fuck is Janet' and 'You're cheating on me you bastard?' Aaron loved this and had giant ass grin on his face.

"Now that thats out of the way, my name is Ron, and you?" Sure this was a weird way of introducing yourself, but hey it showed off he had nimble fingers and Axel always told him 'girls love magic fingers' so it didn't hurt to try.

Cassie had really just been trying to avoid the teachers, all of whom were at the front. Well, all but one. Every school party tried to have a teacher at the back to shepherd the stragglers, but somehow pupils always managed to end up behind them.

Cassie was a little surprised to find the blonde guy from before walking alongside her. Not unpleasantly so, however. It was good to find some company who could give her valid entertainment during teacher speeches. She could read signs perfectly well; she did not need teachers sharing obvious facts with her.

”Yuh-huh. How could I not?” She leaned in a little closer, not wanting any of her class-mates to hear. She figured that as he was a total stranger it wouldn’t matter if she made a faux-pas. Most people would think maybe it was a bad idea to talk about her family to a stranger though; not Cassie. ”I got quite the heritage myself, but sadly people don’t make museums to mutant terrorists.” She leaned back again. ”And the current Flash is pretty much an inferior version of my uncle Tommy. Previous Flash an inferior to my great-uncle. Closest I can get to it.” She shrugged a little. ”Besides, the Flashes are pretty cool. Not as cool as me, but hey, not everyone can be awesome.”

Cassie watched the guy weaving between them. He was definitely subtle. She felt maybe she might have been obligated to tell, had they not been one of the most annoying couples she knew of. She hurried just a tiny bit so she could catch up to look over his shoulder. She snorted again. ””bae”, seriously? Not even food comes above the jerk?” She tried to whisper that back, but that was not her forté. The couple would have easily over-heard- actually the guy turned his head very briefly- had they not been distracted.

”You don’t look like a Janet.” Cassie had to hold back the laughter at that text- something she was hugely unsuccessful at, resulting in possibly a more obvious laugh. It felt a little cruel, yes, but it was great to see a jock get what was coming to him. The guy was a little too preoccupied to notice that, it seemed. Her grin wasn’t close to the boy’s, but it was still pretty wide.

”I’m Cassie. Short for Cassandra, but if you call me that, you’ll get a fist to the face, Joffrey.” There she was with her blabber mouth again. Also with the “being awful at hiding any information” thing. Damnit. ”I think Janet suits you better.” The group had to stop then to enter the building. Of course it had to be a funnel shaped entry-way. ”’sides, do you always introduce yourself by breakin’ up couples?” Finally the end of the group started to head through. Cassie was fairly sure that the guy was going to follow them still. There’d be no real point coming here if you weren’t planning to enter- besides with that shirt it made it fairly clear he was at least somewhat of a fan.

”So do you normally just hang out with random girls from school-trips? Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complainin’, but surely you’ve got something better doing.” He seemed the kind of guy to get huge scores of views on Youtube- certainly he was more entertaining than any of the big pranksters she had seen there before- so Cassie felt like maybe he should be getting on that.

This was a really weird feeling and Aaron wasn't comfortable with it. She was talking more then he was, and only a very few people he had met could do something like that, and all of them were speedsters in one way or another, so it was nice to meet someone who could keep up with the chatter that wasn't someone who upon seeing him instantly thinking he was up to no good, which Aaron most of the time was, and it was nice for once to actually talk to someone around his age. He was continuously surrounded by people older then him; Owen, Nora, Leif and so many more. It was sad that the closest thing to a friend he had around his age were the Flash's and Aaron find that depressing.

He listened quite intensely to what the blonde was saying and she was repeatedly telling him more and more about herself. More then a person should say to a complete, utter, stranger. Especially since this complete, utter, stranger was a thief, but it seemed like she was related to two different speedsters, that weren't part of the Flash family and that she herself had super powers, but it seemed like she wasn't a goody two shoes with super powers, so she was alright in Aaron's book. It kinda made him feel bad that she was telling a thief everything.

"Look Blondie, you're telling me something very personal and I don't even know your name, or you knowing my name. For all you know I could be a stalker, or a hidden agent come to track you down or more importantly just a super villain on his day off. Hear let me do something special so you can judge if you still want to talk to me." Aaron said then marching off doing the whole phone switch trick.

"Well I think Janet is a beautiful name if I was a girl." He even caught her with a smile. It was a nice smile. It felt nice making someone else smile with his actions once other then himself.

" Well Cassie. You call me Joffrey I will punch you. No offence, but you have no idea how many times I have to deal with people making Game of Thrones quotes too me. It's ridiculous." He wondered what else he was able to get from her if he tried hard enough. He was especially interested in what powers she had. he just laughed at the Janet comment. It was always the first girls name that came to mind.

"Well I only break up couples when I meet a girl I want to impress. Are you impressed?" He said not really excepting an answer, but seeing how amazingly fast she talks and how much she talked she would reply. He walked with the group inside and he hated entering this place, but god were the visitors easily to steal from.

"Well I would say you're very lucky because I don't just normally hang out any girl here for school-trips, plus who says I'm not doing something important here? Maybe I'm here for a Flash mob, or maybe I just saw a cute girl from far away and fell instantly in love." he said lingering making it seem like he was talking to her then continued talking "Then I saw her kiss another guy and trying to make her jealous from an attractive blonde. You'll never know sadly enough." Aaron said with smile

As the guide started introducing everything and why they built this place Aaron rolled his eyes. "God I hate this place. The Flash's are really obnoxious and I need to talk loud enough so I don't hear what ever she's saying So I'm going to ask you some questions. You're a mutant right? What are your powers? I'm really interested. Half the powered people in this city are either crazed criminals or are gone before you can ask a question." He said looking around the place and turning his back to security guards and CCTV cameras. Would be terrible if this was cut short.

In fairness, Cassie had realised he probably wasn’t the most innocent kid. She had not, however, worked out further than him just being a regular school-level class-clown who actually had a brain for once. It was good for her as well, to meet someone her own age who wasn’t at her school. The only person her own age she knew with powers was her brother and, well, she was never going to be able to describe any of the really fun things to him.

”Nah, it’s not particularly personal. My family’s history’s pretty well known, people just don’t like glorifyin’ terrorists, even if they help with social change. And your name’s Jan, so that’s all cleared up.” Cassie scoffed slightly. ”Yeah, you, a super-villain. And I can totally kick any stalker’s butt.” Okay so maybe that was unnecessarily confident.

”It’s almost as much of a gran’s name as Cassandra.” Cassie laughed again- wow he had a real talent for making her do that- at his comment anyway. Now him as a girl, that was something she wanted to see. And she could see that, not that she’d tell him- or show him, for that matter.

”Somehow I’m not scared by that threat. Maybe ‘cos you clearly copied me? Maybe because most people’s punches are weedy? And yeah, if you look like the character you should expect the references. I used to get called hit-girl tons of times when I was younger.” Maybe “tons” was an exaggeration. Most of the people who had met her had been too young to have seen Kick-Ass, but now they weren’t that comment had taken off a bit.

”You break couples up to make your own couple? Kinda a dick move.” Still, she was smiling at that. It might have been that, but it was still entertaining. ”Meh.” Really that was her instinctive reaction to his question.

”Flash mob? I see what you did there.” Her smile quickly grew wider at the pun, anyway. ”Shucks, but I don’t believe in love-at-first-sight.” Ron’s comment just confused her a bit, and so that was the first of his comments so far that she left a wide birth around. She wasn’t jealous of any of the other girls here, and she hadn’t just kissed anyone… She managed to over-hear a few lines of jargon from the tour-guide in this interim- which was a few lines too much.

”What, you don’t like the Flash? C’mon, the Flash is possibly the only good thing about Central City so far. I mean, yeah, of course they’re inferior models, but you can’t not like a guy with a sense of humour.” That group naturally included this kid.

”I’m half-mutant, actually.” She raised her eyebrows at him. ”And like I’d just tell you my power set? I might be a chatterer but I’m not an idiot.” At least she wouldn’t tell him like that, but if he asked her directly about one of her powers her lying simply wouldn’t be up to scratch to hide it. She almost said that she could still be gone before he asked any more questions before she stopped herself. ”I’m not a crazed criminal though, and why’d’ya think that I couldn’t be gone that quickly?” Shit. ”I just said that two of my relatives are speedsters, and surely you must know that’s genetic.” She was impressed with herself. Had she actually pulled off a lie? Did that count? It counted for Cassie at least. She didn’t notice Aaron looking around for cameras. Really, being that close to one of the tour members was probably a helpful defence for him. He certainly looked like part of the group, and it was unlikely that anybody was counting out the exact number of teenagers, even if they knew how many were expected.

Even if something did get picked up, they’d still have to deal with Cassie to kick him out. At the very least she wasn’t letting him leave until she had a phone number.

”You’re probably the first non-speedster to be able to keep up with my repartee.” Once she got going, that was. And maybe that was a little too complimentary to it. ”I learned it from Speed himself, so how’d you get so good? I’m guessin’ you’re not best pals with the Flash.” Actually, today she was impressing herself with her speed. Maybe she was talking to this degree due to a lack of people she could actually sympathise with lately.

Now he wanted to know what family history she was talking about because it was starting to sound that her family history was pretty fun. At least she had she knew of. The closest thing he had to a real family was Nikolai and Axel and the most interesting things about any of them was that one was an ex Ukrainian solider turned Conman after moving to America after the Cold War. and the other was a super villain. Nothing as cool as having mutant terrorist as a family, but both of them taught him how to be, possibly, the best pickpocket out there.

"You never know Blondie. You never know." he said finishing with an ominous laugh. He did tell a half truth. He was a villain, but not a super villain in any sense of the word.

True he did copy what Cassie just said to him before, but bitching slapping was such a Joffrey thing to do. He could say he could robo-punch her, but he didn't want to ruin the surprise of one of his 3 best features already; the arm, the boots and the face.

"How about we make a deal Cassie. If you don't call me Joffrey, I won't call you Hitgirl, but I still need to give you a nickname, but that can wait." Aaron said thinking toughly about what to call blondie, because blondie wouldn't work and she hasn't done anything to piss him off to give her a rude nickname and usually it just flowed so freely to him, like it was second nature. With her it didn't and it made him want give her a nickname even more.

He felt he crossed a line talking about the whole 'love at first sight' comment. He tried to make another joke about it, but his mind was thinking faster then his mouth (which rarely happened with him). So this girl had done two things to him that almost never happened to him and that scared, and amazed him. He just let the short awkward moment of silence hang.

Not liking the Flash was an over statement. He liked the current Flash, but hated the current Kid Flash as well as the previous Flash's. It was hard to explain, but all in all he didn't like the Flash lineage because they always stopped Aaron from committing the crimes plus there are a lot more cooler things in Central City.

"I don't like the Flash because of personnel reasons and, unlike you, I'm not a big fan of telling info to a complete stranger. However I believe there is a better things in Central City. I mean we have a psychic Gorilla that tries to invade every once in a while and the Rogues are amazing and funny people. At least one of them is. I mean we have ice twin bitches, a easily angered heatwave and a girl who when she gets angry the weather changes, but we have Captain Cold who is a cool guy and the Trickster is a fun guy. You know when he's not in the mood to blow everything up." It was weird that he was talking to himself in third person, but it was the truth. Thankfully he wasn't in that mood.

'Dammit' Aaron thought. Learning about someones power was an easier way of giving someone a nickname, but that idea went out the window quickly, and he hoped she wasn't a speedster. He already hung out with way to many speedsters.

"Come on, Cassie. If you tell me yours I'll tell you mine." He said lying through his teeth, but he could use his Robotic arm to fake super strength if in need.

"Main reason why I think you couldn't be gone that quickly is because I'm thinking wishfully as well as the fact that The speedsters are your uncles and not your parents. Plus I've run into plenty of speedsters that I like to think I have a sixth sense for detecting speedsters and I like to think that you aren't one. Please tell me you're not a speedster." He said really hoping she wasn't a speedster because that was the last thing he needed in his life.

Aaron got a bit nervous when she asked how she learned how he spoke so fast. The truth was not something you tell a stranger you're trying to impress. "Uhhh... It's a long story. Let me ask you this question first. What is your opinion on the rogues? More importantly a thief rogue." He said followed by a nervous laugh. The group was moving again, but not in the direction he liked. The best exhibit was near the end of the tour and Aaron thought it was under utilised.

"Lets not follow them. I can show you the best exhibit with the best tour info then anything this tour can be able to do." He said giving out his hand to lead her to do best Exhibit the one about The amazing Rogues.

”I do know, trust me. I think I know enough pranksters to know you’d’a already told me if you were.” Well, the prankster she was talking about was just her uncle, and he definitely would have by now.

”Sounds fine to me. As long as you don’t find out about the whole a-“ Shit. No, she was not going to think of something convincing to fill in that pause in speech, so she tried to change tact. ”I think I kick ass like her though.” She fiddled a little with the strap on her rather small backpack, looking down at the strap hoping that in conjunction might draw attention away from her interrupted tangent.

Cassie didn’t mind the silence too much. She had to deal with a lot of awkward silences between her brother in school hours and her grandma being a psychologist. This time though, the silence meant having to deal with whatever boring dirge the tour-guide was churning out instead of them just looking around at the place. This lead her to do the natural thing for the short silence before he started speaking again to drawn the tour-guide out, and even for the first few seconds of his speaking; humming under her breath.

”Hey, I can detect a kindred spirit from a mile off. If you just do it for fun, you’re my buddy, and I don’t care that we met maybe ten minutes ago. And I like the sound of that gorilla. I like it a lot.” How could anyone not like the sound of a psychic gorilla?

”Well, the museum’s more than we’ve got in Pittsburgh. It’s not a worn down factory or a glorified mole-hill.” Well, it was bad when that was a compliment.

”Captain Cold’s a cool guy, really? That’s the sort of level I’d expect of an ice villain, and it’ll get a frosty reception comin’ from you too.” Why did he have to point out that the Trickster was a fun guy? Surely the name said that? And blowing stuff up was pretty much certified to be cool, as long as it wasn’t intended for blowing up tons of people.

Aaron would probably come up with a good nick-name for Cassie shortly, anyway, without her needing to show off any powers.

”I could be a speedster. I mean, I’m not, but I could be. Exchanging not lookin’ like a grandma from when I’m born for not havin’ super-speed seems like a good deal to me. Besides it-“ She was going to add “doesn’t seem to just travel from parent to child” but caught herself just in time. He didn’t need to know her full family history, and even if he did, it would take a couple of hours, a computer file and the most convoluted family tree known to man. And to Kree, Skrull and Mutant-kind. Plus having to explain how she was even conceived was on her veto-list, permanently.

”What, are you nervous about that? Well, the rogues are practically nothing compared to my great-gramps and his Bro- uh, …cronies-“ Again with the blabber-mouth. ”But they’re better than some, better than many. Some of them actually look pretty cool. They’re about as common on Pittsburgh news as… as… Kosher hamburgers, but they always seem entertaining. Way more entertaining than most villain-groups.” Pittsburgh was not a large enough place to have any super-villain groups. There were a few wannabes who pretended to be villains but the most heinous crime she’d seen from them was one of them using light-based powers to graffiti on a park bench. She shrugged slightly. ”Depends if they’re a fun guy or not by themself.” Cassie naturally followed after the group, although she left a slightly longer gap, by about a step.

Cassie bit her lip slightly. Goodness knows she wanted to follow with the boy, but at the same time surely they could keep chatting and stay with her school party? She didn’t want to later have to deal with one of those “sitting at the front desk till a responsible adult comes” deals. ”Sorry, I gotta stick with them, but I can be loose. Let the boring guys go on ahead and we can meander behind a little. None of this stuff I couldn’t find out from my brother anyway. And you could just tell me, right? I got a pretty good memory.” Wow it was rare that she was being the one to follow rules. ”If I break up from them I wouldn’t have a lift back home and all. Plus that trip-leader-teacher keeps counting our names every half-hour-“ That was only a small exaggeration. It was more like every fourty minutes; or roughly how long it took him to realise half the group were asleep. ”So I’m guessin’ we’ve got about five minutes before the next check, and he’d know to check that I’m here early on…” She allowed herself to fall a little further behind the rest of the group. ”Just sitting in a lobby area for several hours or having to fly home alone aren’t the most fun ideas.”

Aaron really liked this girl. She was different, but different in a good way. Had he known that he would meet someone like her pickpocketing school trips he would have done that long ago. But then again it'd be unlikely that any other place had some like her, just like it was unlikely there would be another of him, especially since he had a robot hand and all, but she was something different all together. In the short time span since they met Aaron found her intriguing: she was as fast a talker as a speedster (without being one of course), she was one of the few people Aaron had trouble giving a nickname to and she said one of the nicest thing a none criminal ever called him having a kindred spirit.

He also knew so much about Cassie even though they were just strangers literally mere minutes ago: She was a mutant from a long line of mutants, She was from, or at least lived in, Pittsburgh. She wasn't a big fan of the Flash's, thinking her uncle and grand uncle are much better and was a fan of 'the sound of music'. While in comparison she knew very little. Not even his first name or who he truly was. So he was kinda dissapointed when she said she'd rather stay with the group then see the amazing Rogue exhibit, but they'd get there eventually. Plus he can still do what he was planning to do walking around the museum.

"Alright sure, I thought you were the type of girl to say" Aaron raised his voice to try and imitate Cassie's "Screw the rules Lets have some fun!" he returned back to his normal voice "but it's alright, I can give you the best tour of this place that the people here would never give you." he said as they followed the group into the first Exhibit. The History of Speedsters.

The room was filled with a variety of costumes and objects in glass displays. All from the three families; Garrick, Allen and West and even some the lesser speedsters such as Jesse and Johnny Quick, They even had a display for Quicksilver and Speed. The group were led into the hall where the guide first brought them to, what the museum believed, were the important was to talk about and gave trivial information and saying one or two sentences about the ones that Aaron found to be the coolest. He led her to the display of Jay Garrick. The first Flash.

"Know this guy is pretty much my favourite Speedster because it's kinda weird not to like him. I've heard about you guys having Steve Rogers to fight the big bad nazis. We had people like him as well. This was one of them. The war Hero and first Flash. Jay Garrick. He's what inspired the first Modern Flash to take the name. I personally like him because he has one of those ridiculous costumes that are both equally weird and amazing. The amazing part is the Helmet and the rest of the costume is meh at best. I'm kinda upset that the helmet wasn't used by the modern flash's because it looks so cool and would be easier for people like Captain Cold and me to discover there secret identities." He said as he walked to a glass display next to the costume which held the real helmet and boots, and took out his lockpicking kit out and started working on the lock. In about 30 seconds he got it open and stealthily took the helmet out and put it on his head. "Plus I really think it looks good on me No?" he said laughing and took it off again, making a big display of putting it in the display case, but actually putting it in his coat.

"Follow me again Cassandra." he said walking past the the Flash display and instead walked to the displays of Jesse Quick and Johnny Quick. "Now these two are under appreciated. They're not as good as the other speedsters but they do good. The guy was the first of the -name here- Quick family, Johnny Quick, and boy did he have a really tight costume. However like most speedsters, if you go too fast, you get absorbed by the speed force or something and that happened to him. Then is the second one, Jesse Quick. Honestly I just like her cause she wears a tight t-shirt and a pair of hot pants. If thats no reason to like someone then other then that fact, i don't want to live in this world." Aaron said then leading her to the last two. Speed and Quicksilver.

"Now I don't know who these two are, but apparently they weren't people with clearest definition of the hero moral code. So in my book these two are alright. They do have weird hair and I'm not so sure about the whole costume. Thats what I like more about the speedsters of my universe. They had the colours for the costume correct." He said admiring the costumes a bit. He wondered how the museum even got hold of them.

Cassie could of course see that he was disappointed, even if not to what degree. ”Hey, look, if you wanna say that your family’s awesome- or not- go ahead. I’m sure your family has some interesting history, Janet.”

Cassie was just a tad embarrassed at that outburst, half expecting the class to turn around and see that after his exclamation. She bit her lip slightly as she checked that the attention was still ahead. ”Oh, c’mon, you call that an imitation?” She had to concentrate for a couple of seconds to just force her vocal-chords to shift, but she still managed it. ”Yo, I’m Ron and I hate the Flash but I clearly learned how to talk so fast from him… and… and… yeah I can’t imitate people’s speech.” Cassie feigned a couple of coughs on the end to make it seem like nothing strange had just happened while she shifted her vocal chords back. ”I just told ya that I’m not sticking close for the rules’ sake.” Cassie gave a tiny shrug before smiling at Aaron’s offer. ”Go for it, then.”

”We had other guys too. No-one ever talks about the Whizzer. Nobody remembers his team, the Liberty Legion either, except the hard-core.” Cassie grinned at his analysis of the costume. She was no fashion expert, but she had to agree with him. That was a great helmet. ”I’d’ve thought people would remember the whizzer pretty well.” Cassie tutted slightly at the comment on the secret identities. ”I’m thinkin’ maybe that’s why they stopped with just the helmets. ‘Sides, why are you categorising yourself with Captain Cold?” Cassie froze in place for a tiny fraction of a second. ”You meant that about possibly bein’ a supervillain didn’t you?” Cassie shrugged slightly. Well, it was far more ordinary than the few family reunions she’d ever been to. ”And you were asking what I thought of the rogues earlier… You’re possibly worse at keepin’ secrets than me, and that’s saying something.” It was almost a certainty that he was a member of that team. Still, she didn’t know who on that team, what with the changing roster, and, honestly, she didn’t mind too much. The rogues didn’t like killing people- good- and having a rogue around might mean some action –awesome.

Cassie glanced around slightly nervously at the rest of the exhibit, checking for any security. ”I think the current Flash won’t be happy if ya steal that.” She laughed, trying to keep it restrained to not draw attention to herself but ultimately failing to, as he put it on his head. ”I think the Baratheon crown would suit ya better.” She half-expected him to try punching her for that. Cassie was a little behind Aaron, so naturally she noticed the lack of a crown. ”I like the theatricality, but stealing a hat was the aim of your plan? Really?” She didn’t stop him, however. There was probably- hopefully- a bigger idea to what he was doing than just that.

”I hate that they were really called that. That’s like having a guy called Winters who’s cryokinetic, or a guy called Gardener who’s dendrokinetic. Fate’s mocking them.” Cassie took maybe a second to register the information about the speed force. ”Wait, what they die if they go too fast? Shit. Great-uncle Pietro once ran so fast he duplicated himself, brought another version of himself to the present. Dyin’ from that’s… wow. That’s just… wow.” Genuinely that thought had rendered her a little speechless. She was so used to speedsters being fast enough to do that sort-of thing- okay admittedly her uncle had never run that fast in front of Cassie, and she didn’t have so much experience with her great-uncle- that it seemed ridiculous that their powers could kill them. She still reckoned her uncle Tommy would still run around blowing up boulders even if it risked his life, but it was still a horribly ironic way to go. She was pushed out of her own thoughts by Aaron’s last comment. ”Do you like anyone in a t-shirt and tight pants, or do they have to be awesome already?” That was genuine curiosity speaking. It wouldn’t change anything.

”I have absolutely no idea who those guys are, none at all. None. Nada until you told me.” She paused slightly. She didn’t think even the world’s best liar could pretend that was convincing. ”Unless that guy’s Scarlet Witch’s brother?” Cassie pointed towards her great-uncle’s costume. So she felt that feigning complete ignorance might be a little suspicious, especially given how awful it had just sounded when she’d tried; maybe changing tact would draw attention away. ”But I like the greens and blues, and if you’ve got to have white hair, you may as well embrace it.” Hopefully he wouldn’t wonder if any of these guys were her family members. She’d hide it for maybe three seconds if asked directly- how could anyone deny having someone as awesome as her uncle in their family? Or her great-uncle for that matter? And she had another uncle now, who she had very little experience with and therefore was pretty much unheard of- although she was fairly sure he had to be awesome. ”Or maybe the hair’s a fashion statement. It seems the kinda thing a speedster would do, and it’s definitely striking. I think I like it.” By “think” Cassie meant “Definitely” and “enough to copy my uncle’s form for cheaper and easier transport”.

She was a little curious too about how they had acquired them. Her uncle at least had always made his own costumes, as had her father and now her brother, so surely he’d be more careful with it than to allow them to have it? Or maybe it was a duplicate? That made more sense. She felt any real deals would probably be kept in a vault underneath or something like that- apparently they used replicas in quite a lot of the big museums, so maybe they were just following suit here, trying to reduce incentives for any villains- even villains like Janet- to come inside.

Well that was the thing. Aaron didn't know. Sure he had Axel, Mal and the other Rogues were his family in a way, and even before that he had Nikolai as a father, but other then that he had no clue. No epic stories to tell about what one of his family members might or might not have done, no clue if he came from a long line of heroes, and was insulting his family, or a villain, and embracing his birth right. Maybe he just came from a family of regular joes. He didn't even have a last name to go with, seeing how he was just left abandoned, and now he was feeling sad again.

"Well... thats... complicated and a touchy subject for me Blondie. Sure I had a dad, and then another dad after him who basically was a package deal, but nothing that they did would be anything to be proud of." If she was gonna be honest he was gonna be as well, it did seem fair.

Aaron was impressed with himself. Apparently by the look on her face, and some of the faces of the people who turned around, he did a very good impression of Cassie, but he was really shocked about how well Cassie could do imitations, hell it even looked like for a while that her throat had changed shape, but that wasn't likely. Was it? Either way she was good. Really good.

"Well I guess I'm not such a hard core fan as I thought I was. Well maybe I am, but you and I are just hardcore fans in different areas of expertise." Aaron was really confused. Who the hell was the Whizzer? Or more importantly who were the Liberty Legion? She was really hard-core. Which meant she was a bit nerdy, and Aaron had to admit that it made Cassie look even more amazing to his eyes. Sure he wasn't very big on the hardcore stuff from the universe where Ironman and Captain America were from, but Aaron was very big on the hardcore stuff from the other universe so there nerdiness would balance each other out. Plus they could teach each other a lot about the history of each others universe.

Maybe the clue he gave about categorising himself and the good ol' cap'n, and it was true, he was telling her secrets that he'd normally not announce to everybody, but seeing how much she had told him about him her so much, it was about time he told her about his. Plus being a rogue is really cool and who'd want to hide that. Especially since she was one of the people who didn't think the rogues were bad guys. Of course the Rogues did some bad things in there day, but never without reason. Plus they had a good code they followed. The code is basically like an after school special except with more violence, super powers and people having there money stolen.

"Alright I submit, I am a Rogue, but I ain't telling you which Rogue I am. That'd be too easy and maybe I'll tell you if you tell me what your powers are." At least he can trade info about her for info about himself. "and I'm not bad at keeping secrets. I'm great at it! It's just you have let slip so much info too me that maybe I should slip some info to you too." he said with a grin. Plus actually saying he was a Rogue meant he was able to be him a lot more. Meaning someone was going to get robot punched.

Aaron let out a hearty laugh when Cassie said if that was the aim of the plan. Hell no. The plan was much more convoluted then that. He was going to do something spectacular as well as romantic. If it all worked out that is. "The hat is more of a... how would you put it... a happy coincidence. I was here to get something back that's mine, but since meeting you I guess I could have a little fun along the way." He said winking at Cassie and moving along.

It was true. The name thing was kinda weird, but the last name quick couldn't be there last name. It'd be too ridiculous if they were. Then again Aaron knew this one guy who's last name was Mcgee. It could be a possibility that they last name were Quick, but that'd be like Aaron being called Trixstar. Well, Aaron didn't know enough about the Speedsters to actually fully understand how it happens, but apparently you go so fast that you turn into energy and you can also apparently survive that, it was weird and complex and could only be understood by physicists. Doctorates in physicists. Then the question with the t-shirt and the tight pants came up, and god did his imagination make him blush especially since his imagination first saw Cassie in hot pants and a tighter t-shirt and his imagination just started going wild by imagining her revealing even more skin. "Uh...umm. uggh.." Aaron took a deep breath and exhaled. It came out as one single line. "Beingawesomeistheimportantpartthehotpantsandtightshirtareawelcomeextra." Aaron said finally calming down.

She was definitely lying about not knowing who the guys was. Sure she tried to come back after that really terrible lie. Seriously? Nada? No one uses nada unless they were lying. Plus she talked about her grand uncle being a speedster and called Pietro and apparently Pietro was one of the heroes/villains who didn't care who knew his secret identity or not. So he just let her finish her before speaking. "Well at least I know who your Grand uncle is Blondie. You are terrible at keeping secrets. You literally talked about him, said his name and they have a plaque at the bottom of the display." Aaron said pointing at the sign that said 'Peitro Maximoff - Quick Silver' "It doesn't take..." Then Aaron noticed a security guard looking quite inquisitively at Aaron like he was about to make him. He hated that literally all security guards in Keystone and Central City knew him.

"Crap, not good." Aaron said then beginning to look around to try and find a way out of this. Without drawing too much attention and looking guilty, but seeing as the guy was looking straight at them there was only on thing that he could do. "Just play along, I'm going to do something that works in TV and movies and now that I think about it... seems stupid. Please just play along." He said grabbing Cassie by the waist, moved her closer to him and started kissing her. He enjoyed it if he was being truthful, but he would have enjoyed it more if he wasn't too worried about being made before the could do his actually thieving, but apparently it worked. When he broke the kiss he looked over at where the guard was, but he was moving away back the way they came. Apparently people weren't comfortable with public displays of affection.

"So... huh... You still wanna continue this tour and make like that never happened? Unless you were alright with the whole kissing thing." 'I know I was' thought Aaron half expecting to be slapped right know.

”I got two dads too! Or I did…” Cassie hated that she had to just remind herself of that. Her dads had been awesome. Sure, they’d both been wet blankets in her eyes, but they were still great parents, and then they had both gotten themselves killed in the battle in New York. It was a strange thing to share in common with Ron, anyway. ”And I am not going to explain how that worked.” Cassie had almost too many stories to tell about her family. It didn’t help that her Great grand-father was one of the most famous supervillains.

Cassie would of course vehemently deny any comments about that shift, but shifting into other people to imitate them was always entertaining.

”That’s pretty sweet, actually.” She shrugged at the deal. It wasn’t like she was likely to be able to hide that given how much she’d been talking already. ”Well, I’m not a speedster.” She looked down at the floor briefly on his description of her lying ability. Completely true, of course. And she wanted to be better at it, but even with a major improvement, she’d still be truly terrible. If Aaron was going to robot-punch someone, he could be sure someone was going to get smashed.

”A guy like you would always have fun, right?” He didn’t seem the type to work out goals without having fun along the way- that was pretty much exactly what he’d been doing so far, as far as Cassie could tell.

Cassie blushed slightly back at Aaron’s reaction- and she had to be super-careful to ensure her cheeks tinged pink instead of green from that. Green cheeks would be a dead give-away, surely. She was pretty sure she managed that. ”Well, I got the first part nailed.” She grinned as she said that, trying to force down the blush and probably failing.

”Ah. Okay, I didn’t see that. Yeah, you do know, huh. And the other guy’s my uncle.” Well this was great. He might be able to work out exactly who she was from that, although admittedly her father wasn’t the best known hero around- well, neither of them were. But did she really mind if he found out? It wasn’t like he’d know where she lived or anything- except that she’d mentioned Pittsburgh. Okay, it might matter. Hiding her uncle’s identity seemed somewhat pointless now. ”Do you see what I mean about the grand-parent hair, though? They were both born with white-hair, which is weird cos my great-gramps were both brown haired. Are, in M- Great grandpa’s case, pretty sure… well strictly, Tommy wasn’t born he was magically created which is a bit of a long… story…” Cassie tailed off as she saw where he was looking. She resisted the urge to look over, knowing that that would draw more attention, which meant forcing herself to look back at the display.

”What isn’t good, and what do I have to pl-“ She was interrupted by him moving in to kiss her. In most situations, she would have punched a guy who tried that straight in the jaw. Possibly some other areas too. And a few kicks. But she actually liked this guy, and had a feeling he might not survive a Hulk-smashing. And she found herself reciprocating instinctively. She was even a little disappointed as he broke the kiss off. ”Well, that answered my second question.” Cassie turned to look at what he had seen, but there was now nobody there. ”I’m guessin’ ya don’t snog every girl.” And she found herself hoping he didn’t. Goodness, that was stupid. So what if he did? So what? It wasn’t like that meant anything, and she’d only just met him too.

”Or we can continue the tour and not pretend.” Cassie looked back up to her school group, who were most of the way across the room. ”And maybe we should catch up a bit.” She started off in that direction, keeping at just a walk- about the same speed as her school group were when the guide wasn’t talking at them. ”But next time I reckon you should give warning of that. I can’t guarantee you won’t get punched even if you are-“ Cute. She forced the thought out of her mind. Or tried to.

”Anyway, I’m guessin’ your targets in a further exhibit. Is this a case of mega-death-ray or just, like, another slightly-less-ridiculous hat?”

So she had two dads. Everything seemed normal about until she "I'm not going to explain how that worked", made it seem weird. The way Aaron was told, most gay couples adopted or impregnated a female friend, or something along those lines. He wasn't very clear on it all, but how she made it sound was that however she was conceived was... unnatural to say the least. It seemed best not to question it. She liked this girl, and she didn't want to ruin his chances with her by knowing something that he really shouldn't or asking something that might offend her.

Aaron had a giant grin on his face. Of course he always had fun. Of course his definition of fun was extremely different from everyone else's. For example people find parades fun because it's a time of celebration and see how people have created a special and unique float. Aaron on the other hand finds Parades fun because they're are so easy to bring to chaos. Popping the balloons using a slingshot, slashing the tires of the floats and trying to burn everything that is flammable. Also thousands upon thousands of people not paying attention to their wallets and purses. "Of course I always have fun! Boredom is too boring... if that makes any sense." Aaron always did hate not doing anything.

Aaron didn't really pay much attention to Cass' explanation of her family. He was still more enticed by how beautiful she looked. Well that and the security guard, but when he kissed her... Well he didn't regret it at all, and it didn't seem like she didn't either. Hell if he could he would want to do that again. "Not as many as I would like" He joked. "But then again the girls I hangout with are either my best friends, a ball of ultimate sass or just complete and utter bitch,"

He smiled when she said she wanted to continue the tour. Especially when she said not pretend. He just followed Cassie back to her class mates. Even if I'm what?" he asked which a massive smile on his face. Knowing Cassie she would most likely tell him what she was about to say. She was a terrible liar and would spill her guts eventually.

"Yes it is further into the museum and it's not a death-ray I don't use those, and I can always 'buy' more less ridiculous hats, but I'm here for neither of those. Honestly I'm just doing things when I get to them." He said smiling at Cassie.

"Now for the next exhibition! Notable Rescues!" Aaron always hated this place. He was going to screw with some of the installations for sure.

Cassie really wouldn’t have wanted to answer even if he had asked, which was unusual for her. She and Gabe had once spent an entire weekend trying to work out how they could phrase it which wouldn’t freak people out- or rather Gabe had spent the entire weekend shooting her ideas down- until they’d agreed to never mention it to other people unless it was actually necessary. She still wouldn’t be offended at him asking, had he questioned it.

She was loving the grins from him. It was good to have someone else around who shared her sense of fun to that this extent. Cassie would probably have found parades fun for those reasons had she ever seen them being used like that, too. ”Makes the most sense in the world.” Her tone was entirely serious but at the same time curious, showing her curiosity about how he might think that didn’t make sense.

Cassie would definitely not be against a repeat of that kiss. In this case, well, it wasn’t that she had thought he was bad looking for starters, but any doubts that the similarity to Joffrey would have given her in appearance were easily made up for by personality. Cassie raised an eyebrow just a tiny bit at that, forming already her question of what girl could resist someone that fun loving when he continued with his justification. Apparently those girls. ”I’d’a thought those last two over-lap.”

Cassie looked away from Aaron, having to force the blush away from being green again. ”Uh… nothing. Absolutely nothing, nah.” She’d probably tell him if he mentioned it again later, and by the expression that was clearly spread of sheer embarrassment, her thought should be relatively obvious to Aaron anyway.

”See, that’s how rogues should be. No death rays. I can’t imagine killing people being anywhere near so fun as just being ridiculous and a general annoyance to heroes. And, yeah I’d like to be taken seriously, but not because I’d be a mass murderer. But the lack of ridiculous hats is disappointing.” She didn’t miss the intonation in his voice.

”The best ridiculous hats are the home-made kind. Get it straight.” She grinned pretty widely at that. Cassie opened her mouth to ask if kissing a girl had been on the to-do list, but thought better of it just as the first few words had come out.

”Notable rescues? Isn’t it already pretty notable if it drew in a superhero, not just, like, the police or somethin’?” She really didn’t know the procedure; she did know that most superheroes’ actions were not legal, but also that a lot of cops tended to ignore that around superheroes they liked. That didn’t feel like it was really the answer in the slightest.

This was a great, albeit a bit weird as well. In the span of under an hour or so he got somebody to like him (which he usually was able to do, he had a weird way with people) but only a few people continued talking to him the same way when they found out that he was a rogue, more importantly a rogue that was a little more then a bit trigger happy and very chaotic. Not even Mal warmed up to him that quickly. That took some time and a lot of digging to actually work (also framing her father). And the other people he considered friends were either due to coincidence or because they were forced to work together.

"You'd be surprised. The last one overlaps the second one I can handle. Mainly because I like her sass and she's jokingly mean to me." that might be both true and false, but hey. He liked Flo. For good reason. She made for a fast escape that the Flash couldn't get to.

Aaron could make a hat, but the urge to add something explosive to his hat or just something dangerous was too overwhelming. Though Aaron is fine with handling dangerous explosives and all that, having them blow up your head is a lot less fun (Even Aaron isn't that crazy) so going for a cool ridiculous hat from a museum wasn't the dumbest idea. "I would wear my paper newspaper boat/hat hybrid, but you just don't get as much respect or looks wearing it then I would if I wore this hat" He said with a smirk. The question if he was being serious or not could not be answered by anybody as even Aaron himself didn't know.

"Honestly I don't know why they have this exhibit. I personally find it an eye sore and unnecessary." While saying that Aaron was formulating a plan in his head. The exhibit made no sense to Aaron, it was just the Flash rescuing people in trouble, and only important people. It was basically just a exhibit about "Look at how many celebrities the Flash has saved!" and some of these weren't even being rescued from a rogue or villain. Two of them were basically accidents that the Flash managed to save. These were unworthy of both the Rogues reputation and that of the Flash.

"Say do you have a bobby pin or a hair pin? 2 preferably" he said with a smirk as he made his way to the biggest showcase with a fairly unnoticed smaller metallic door next to it that read 'Staff only'

"I have a great idea, Cassie Baby." he said with a small chuckle. Having not really thought about what he just called Cassie (at least it wasn't Cassandra)

OOC: Long time coming xD