It's all fun and games! [Open]

Fleet twitched as a voice sounded behind them, instinctively seeking his knife even as he never let go of Solomon. That was, until he heard what they were saying.

He tilted his head back, blinking at a white-haired guy. "Yeah, it's a game, and it would be fun to play along, don't 'cha think?" He let the rain soften a bit as Solomon did something that froze the man. Neat!

He strode forward, and unless stopped, slung his arm around the guy and held strong, "Don't you want to play a game? 'Cause you messed with me and Solo's game." He leaned uncomfortably close, waiting for an answer.

After a deep breath, the Rein vanished completely. Solomon knew enough rumors of Hope’s powers to know he was not a teleporter, so it wasn’t so much of a relocation as a sudden undetectability. The only direct method of parrying Hope’s powers he could think of was to enhance his own senses, but as the super’s powers were focused in that area, it would likely take an enhancement spell of fairly high caliber to counteract it. Preparing such a spell would take far more time than he likely had. He also had one that allowed him to view life forces of the people around him, but it was fairly common for concealing powers to also hide the user from that, and it, too, would take longer than he would like to cast. Instead, he wandered to the super’s deep inhale prior to the effect - perhaps his abilities had something to do with his breathing? It was worth a test.

It took approximately ten seconds for Solomon to prepare his spell. Whether Hope had moved or not was hard to say - the prior spell had had enough time to expire on its own, but it should have ended the moment Fleet made contact with him - such was the price paid to make the spell shorter to cast - but it was possible Hope had stayed in place to avoid Fleet noticing movement via touch, should his powers work that way. It was equally likely the man had circled unnoticed around behind them, or fled entirely.

Because of this, Solomon had to pick a spell that would hit the entire area, meaning Fleet would be affected as well. It wasn’t harmful, really, so he assumed the Rein wouldn’t mind too much. He spoke the final word of the spell and one of the books in his coat flashed.

The effects of the spell were subtle at first. It didn’t do much on its own, but it was a wonderful pair with illusion spells meant to instill fear. Both Fleet and Hope, should he still be in the area, would feel a chill run up their spine. This would grow into an unexplainable tension; the feeling one got when they were being stalked by something in the darkness, or like something was terribly off. Heart rate would increase along with adrenaline, and that, with any luck, would raise Hope’s need to breathe.

Theatrics to blame the agitation on were never a bad thing. Solomon looked slowly around him, posture completely relaxed, unworried smile still firm in his expression. “We’re not playing hide and seek, Hope.” He chuckled, the undertone of his voice otherwise emotionless. “If we were, you would already have lost.”