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Outside 1665 Nelson and around town.
[So yeah that event wasn't so fun but HEY NOW THERE IS A PACKAGE ADDRESSED TO WALLY.

Excellent.

He opens it up and... there's nothing inside. Weird. He shakes it a little, as if that would dislodge something hidden but... there's nothing inside.

But. Hey. He's...

...feeling pretty speedy.

He grins, and without a second thought he sprints down the road at about sixty miles an hour.

And then he starts going faster.

And faster.

He's circled the town a few times over the course of the next ten minutes at speeds approaching the speed of sound, which is pretty damn fast, okay. But by the time he zips back to the mailbox at 1665 Nelson, he's frowning a little.]

...still not fast enough. But hey, better than nothing.

[And then he realizes.]

...oops. I hope no one noticed that.

[Because he just raced around Mayfield in civilian clothes. Not exactly conducive to a secret identity.

Over the course of the day you might see your friendly neighborhood Flash, in full costume, racing around town. There's not a whole lot to do, but man it feels good to be running again, even if it's not as fast as he can go normally. Give a shout, he may stop and talk to you!

Of course, it's also possible you might have caught a glimpse of Wally running around this morning in his normal clothes out of the corner of your eye. Maybe. It's possible. But are you really sure?]

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[ZIP ZIP ZIP oh hey it's a dude flying sweet. Flash waves.]

[Waves back, because why not.

Though, the attempt to keep up is ruined when The Captain slams head first into a tree.

The tree is destroyed and The Captain lands somewhere with the debris.]

[HOLY CRAP. Yeah okay definitely running over to help the guy out. Super speedy removal of debris is a go!]

Wow man, I am so sorry. You okay?

[Grumbling. His clothes are torn but there's no blood or visible injuries.]

☠☠☠☠... that hurt. I need to really start watching where I am going.

[Flash nods.]

Man, do I ever know what that's like. Sometimes I swear those cracks just jump up to trip me over, you know?

Yeah, I get you. Running that fast.

I'm guessing you can take a good hit too right?

Yeah, kinda. I'm used to it.

Yeah, I'm getting used to proper damage and laying there until I stop caring.

[Brushing off splinters and bits of plant.]

Name's Flash, by the way.

[He grins and sticks a hand out for a handshake.]

[Shakes his hand.]

I'm The Captain.

So, do you like, make light or something?

No, man. I'm the fastest man alive. At least, I was. Not quite back up to full speed yet.

You mean like that silver haired ☠☠☠☠?

I can never remember his name.

[He blinks.]

Who?

Yeah. Nevermind.

You're probably not from the same world.

Are you from that world with Superman?

Yeah, that's right. I'm on a team with him and everything.

How do you ☠☠☠☠ put up with him?

[He's surprised.]

Huh? Whaddya mean? He's a great guy.

Seriously?

You look up to that guy?

Here, tell me this. If saving the day involved moving really fast, who could handle it?

Well me, duh. And him, but he's kind of an all-around guy. It's not exactly his area of expertise though.

But he could do it without you if he wanted to, right?

It's like Captain America. He can handle almost anything himself anyways, so he thinks he has the right to set the ☠☠☠☠ standard.

Maybe, but we're team members. We look out for each other. He can't do everything by himself, he'd go nuts. I mean yeah, he's pretty much the team leader, but he's cool about it.