Agent Arachnid And The Nightmare Warrior

Chapter 9 | His Resolve

The loud roar of Colton's new motorcycle could be heard soaring down the bustling Brooklyn streets before he pulled to a stop near the dinner. Parking the bike near the curb and activating the kickstand on reflex and familiarity. Colton walked into the dinner he wore a dark red button-up shirt and a khaki-colored cargo pants paired with a black and white pair of all-star Converse sneakers. Taking off his helmet, he placed it on his handlebars before grabbing his tinted sunglasses and placing them on his face to shield himself from the slightly hotter-than-average sun.

It was definitely a hotter-than-normal day in New York. Upon noticing Cas seated off to the corner in the rear of the dinner, he smiled warmly at his friend, and his warm smile only broadened as he drew closer.

Colton approached his friend and teammate, and he gestured amicably like an Italian. "Castiel, my friend, how are you? I apologize for running a little late. Traffic was pretty terrible even for New York." He leaned over the dinner counter to his left and asked their usual waitress for a cup of black coffee.

It didn't take Colton long to address the stunning blonde bombshell seated across from Cas. "Hey Cas, I know you aren't that big on introduction, but I don't suppose you would care to introduce me." Colton asked his teammate.

Before Castiel could respond, Felicia politely offered her hand, and Colton gently shook it. "Felicia Hardy...although I do believe we have met. If only briefly...you seem familiar."

While it was true that Colton and I had briefly interacted with Felicia prior, especially during the tense situation at the lunchroom, which felt like centuries ago but was only mere weeks ago. That wasn't the two's only interaction with each other, as the black cat had opposed the nightmare warrior not too long ago and had learned a very harsh lesson in the meeting. However, despite knowing this, Colton caught the subtle indication of what seemed to be suspicion, perhaps. Felicia's gaze darted to Colton's neck, and in turn, Colton's eyes lingered near her shoulder Colton recognized a sudden shift in his posture and demeanor, and a mischievous glint shimmered in her emerald green eyes.

A flirty smile danced across her lips as recognition flashed in her gaze moments after the mischievous grunt disappeared. Colton couldn't be certain, but he would not have been surprised if Felicia deduced his identity. "Well, Felicia, I wasn't aware that Cas entertained such...exquisite company. I must confess you seem vaguely familiar as well however, I wouldn't be opposed to getting you know more." Colton admitted, smirking, tugging at the corner of his lip, and throwing in a wink for good measure.

Felecia hardy laughed softly in return, which honestly surprised Colton as he figured this was just a polite pretense or a front however, the wealthy and attractive young woman appeared relaxed, her body language open and comfortable. "That wasn't horrible you have no idea how many men and some women flirt with me on a daily basis, but that wasn't bad. However, unfortunately, I still do not know your name." She bantered back. Colton laughed, shaking his head in mock disbelief. "Well, now, where are my manners? The Name is Johnson. Colton James Johnson." He stated, introducing himself finally before taking his seat as she slid out of the booth across from Cas.

"Perhaps you could join us I assure you the chicken parm is." Colton paused, pinching his fingers together and pressing them to his lips to make a kissing sound. "Out of this world." Colton offered. However, Felicia shook her head before politely declining "I wouldn't mind that however, I think I've overstayed my welcome. besides, I wouldn't wanna be a nightmare to Castiel." She said, putting emphasis on the word nightmare.

The waitress delivered his coffee and took a hesitant sip, testing the temperature of the beverage, and he found himself visibly tending, if only slightly, at the unusual usage of the word and the emphasis. The young vigilante, however, managed to play it off as the coffee was too hot.