my feet are the fastest. please see me if you think you can keep up. i am very good at many things. if i do not know it, i will learn quick. i promise i will not bore you.
[ She staggers back a little, like there's a shock wave when he lands. She hadn't been expecting that or him so soon. She honestly thought she'd be wandering for a while. Needless to say, she's surprised to see him.]
[ Pietro shamefully likes his surprises. Especially now, with these abilities, that's the majority of what he can hope to do, springing on unsuspecting others without a warning. He's a child at heart, truly.
He smirks at her, pleased with himself more than he should be as he gives a casual shrug. ]
[ He smirks when she makes her request. He likes his chances to show off, a bit of pride in being able to do something extraordinary, something more. So he does it again, moving into a jolting speed that shoots sand upwards where he steps. In just a second, he's back directly in front of her, with a daisy in hand which he holds out.
It's the beach, with no flowers in any close vicinity. He'd had to run a bit of a distance to grab it. ]
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How'd you do that?
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He smirks at her, pleased with himself more than he should be as he gives a casual shrug. ]
I'm good at jogging.
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It's the beach, with no flowers in any close vicinity. He'd had to run a bit of a distance to grab it. ]
More than a bit "good at jogging".