It's gonna be a great year (Moon/open)

Hotwire gave a mixture of a squint and glare at her response to his powers, and then proceeded to state they were too complicated for her... okay... laymans terms time. "I have nanobots in my system that turned me into a sort of supercomputer with amazing technology interfacing abilities." He said. "And by the looks of things, you have the power of omnichromatic based energy manipulation." He stated.

He looked over the side of the roof and saw her the uproar on the ground below. This... man was a big deal. He looked over to Ray as she wished they would accept metahumans again in this city. "Yeah..." He mumbled as well, the jackhammer falling apart from his arm. They began to reform into the original jackhammer.

Hotwire flinched as she shot into the air, watching the rainbow trail follow her. Then he head the commotion on the ground below, heading over to the building. Some of the officers went inside. Just great. They'd be on him any moment, and that was bad. Slowing down the world around him, he cast his view around until he found a ventilation shaft. Working fast, he took out his pocket laser and began to burn off the hinges. Taking off the grate, he shot his grappling hook with the magnet attachment into the shaft, watching it attach to the back. Then he crawled in and began to lower himself.

It took a little time, but he eventually found his way to a vent above a bathroom stall on the first floor. He used the tried and true laser method to take off the vent, and then dropped down into the stall. He began to concentrate, as his blue lines began to encompass his outfit. His outfit began to break apart and formed as his backpack. With that he calmly strolled from the bathroom, whistling a nice little tune as he mixed in with the crowd of people trying to get through the police cordon in the buildings lobby. Nobody was the wiser.