Okay, this totally wasn't stalking. Nope. Not stalking at all.

This was...recon. Yeah. Recon. Batman did recon. Creepy men with mustaches and a lifelong subscription to Home and Garden stalked.

Batman.

Such was the mantra that Marco had adopted as he decided to chase after his roommate. Or cell mate. It all depended on how optimistic Marco was feeling about the whole...Initiative situation that day. Truth be told, it wasn't the best situation to find himself in. Especially after the mess Earth had become on his way out.

But that was a moral dilemma for another time. Right now, Marco was going to work on a better second impression. The first time over those communicators...hadn't been the most chivalrous. Though, to be fair, those things probably warranted their own zip code and Marco was only human. The fact that making a better second impression probably shouldn't rely on stalking someone for about a block or two never crossed his mind.

Okay. This was it. Game face.

Marco jogged up to where the woman was walking, "Hey!"


[ ooc: let me know if anything I handwaved isn't cool and I'll rework it! ]