Nicholas Rush, so called for always rushing into things. Iman smirks down at him from her perch on the fire escape above him. She's been tracking the creature for several blocks now, was just readying herself for an airstrike, when who should jump in. Well, it's no trouble to see her comrade in arms.

She levers herself onto the ladder, rattling loudly as she slides down.

"Why not just turn them into stone at this rate?" she says to the winged menace. "Subtle cruelty doesn't suit you, what with your flash wings and all."

She tosses a little two finger salute to Rush. "Nick," he says pleasantly.