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WHO: Cannonball and Quicksilver. Speed after the fight. :D
WHERE: Somewhere downtownish. Outside. Alley?
WHEN: After Quicksilver's post here.
WARNINGS: Violence more than likely.
SUMMARY: Pietro's big mouth finally gets him into some trouble after he says some rude things about Tabby to Sam. Sam promptly hunts him down and kicks his ass. Tommy shows up after and checks on Pietro.
FORMAT: Quicklog

Pietro couldn't even believe some of the lame whiners around here! They called themselves heroes, and yet here was Cannonball on his comm practically crying over some stupid shit about his girlfriend. Whoopee. It was crap like this that made Pietro wonder why the X-Geeks even recruited these kinds of people. Pfft.

Walking along, he continued his trek to the corner store. He could have very well ran to grab some food, but it was nice out that day. The walk - he supposed - wasn't so bad.

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Sam had been flying all over the city looking for Pietro. He didn't intend to really hurt the guy, but just give him a very stern talking to. With a bit of throwing, yes, but nothing too damaging. Pietro needed to learn that talking about girls like that was only going to get you in a world full of trouble, and Sam was more than eager to teach him that lesson.

Especially now. He hoped Tabitha didn't see one piece of that conversation. He hated leaving her alone just to do this, but he felt he had to.

When he finally spotted Pietro, Sam thought for a moment on what to do. Ignorning anything he would usually consider, he simply flew right down and charged at him.

Pietro just stared down at his comm unsuspectingly and laughed; people were so touchy! They were touchy and he was bored, so he finally gave it a rest and tucked it into his pocket. He was midway between two buildings when he finally heard a strange cackling of energy from above.

"Huh?"

Sam flew down as quickly as he could, using every ounce of speed he had in him. He pushed his fists out, right and ready to smack into Pietro.

Pietro was fast, yes, but Sam was already a metre away by the time he turned around and saw him. The speedster did try to make the dash to get away but, with his arms outstretched, Sam was still able to hook them around his waist and send them flying back into the alley and off the street.

"What the hell, man!?"

Sam didn't land, remaining in the air and keeping the edge he had. He pointed down at Pietro. The guy was just a kid, but Sam was almost too angry to care. He was old enough.

"Ah told you!"

Pietro gulped as they flew, and he scrambled to move his legs to at least get dropped. Who the hell would've thought that this Cannonball was so much huger than the one he knew from school!? CRAP!

"Look, man, uhm, oh shit!" his voice totally cracked, but dammit he was in shit!

"Ah gave you a chance, but y' had to keep going." Sam scowled. "You regrettin' it already?"

God how the hell were they flying this fast without hitting anything!? Jesus had they gone through a fence?! Ohmygod he was so dead.

"Let me go, asshole!" he squeaked, still flailing.

Sam glared down for only a moment. No, he wasn't done with this guy yet. Pietro couldn't go around bad mouthing Tabitha like that. Sam wouldn't let him.

"I don't think that's gonna happen yet, Pietro." he snapped as he flew up higher. Height was his advantage, and he was going to use it. Pietro was fast, but Sam figured he couldn't walk on air.

Nope, definitely couldn't walk on air. In fact, Pietro definitely couldn't do a whole lot of anything but clutch onto Sam's shirt in a desperate attempt to hold on.

"What the hell are you doing flying so high!? You're gonna kill me! Jesus!"

"Ah wouldn't kill you." Sam assured, angry tone still quite clear in his voice. "We're just gonna talk."

Edited 2009-03-09 04:12 (UTC)

"What about?! How fucking psycho you are!?" Pietro's voice cracked again and he fought to breathe as they got higher.

Sam glared again. He tossed Pietro through the air, racing to punch him in the face. His fists collided with Pietro instantly, but this wasn't over. He was holding back, of course, but he was sure Pietro still felt it.

He threw the guy again, this time grabbing him by the arm and holding him out in the open. "About you insultin' mah girlfriend."

Okay. So.

Getting hit by Cannonball with that blastfield of his kind of felt like getting hit by a truck. Pietro could barely even feel himself falling after the hit, and it wasn't until his body stopped with a sudden jerk from Sam's catching him that he realized he was. He almost pissed himself. Didn't, but almost.

"Oh that? You took that seriously!?"

"Didn't sound like a joke to me!" Sam shouted. "You can't go around talkin' about people like that!"

Pietro winced at the strain of his shoulder and tried again to grab onto Sam's shirt. "I--"

"You what?" Sam grasped onto him tighter, making sure Pietro wouldn't go anywhere.

He cringed; holy god his shoulder hurt. And his face. Fuck.

"Let me go, you crazy asshole..."

"You gonna watch your mouth?" Sam demanded.

Pietro grabbed onto him and lamely swung his arm out in an attempt to hit him back. "I don't watch anything, you psycho!"

"You wanted it." Sam pointed out. Ignoring the attempted smacks, Sam began to fly them down towards an alley. "And since Ah bet you won't apologize to Tab---or take it back, Ah guess we're gonna hafta find a quick fix for this."

They were going down so fast, and for someone who used that level of speed fifty thousand times over, Pietro shouldn't have been scared by it. But god they were practically falling and, oh jesus, he didn't want to die!

"I'll show you a quick fix as soon you make this even and have me on the ground!"

Sam stopped in mid air, letting them hover over a dumpster. "You gonna take it back? You ever gonna talk about her like that again?"

Pietro glared up at him and tightened his hold as he dangled. "Maybe if you weren't such a--"

"If Ah weren't a what?" Sam demanded, blasting them up one more time. He had wanted to end the little scuffle, but none of this was getting through the guy's head. He smacked Pietro into the air once again, and grabbed onto him by the shirt. "Now. We gonna have this problem again?"