Jason was making a path towards one of the weather control stations. He wasn't sure if he'd know how to work the controls, but maybe his abilities over wind and electricity would be of some help to siphon off the storms. He wasn't entirely sure he could actually manage that here, but he wouldn't know if he didn't try. It was from overhead that he noticed someone a few years younger than himself being surrounded by a gang of clowns. Certainly not something you would see every day and the gang was big enough to catch his attention so he decided the weather station could wait.

He managed to land just as Nita hurled one of the clowns into a handful of others. He blinked, standing beside the forgotten Casey, "Oh...maybe you don't need me."

The clowns were numerous enough that of course not all of them had abandoned Casey and one whipped around to give Jason a look over. "Hey! Where the hell'd you come from," one of them sputtered. The speaker flicked his wrist, extending a baton that lit up with electricity. He thrust it at Jason who caught it with his hand, the electricity flaring wildly as it came into contact with Jason's own electric force.

Jason yanked it out of his hand, "Look up next time." Jason twirled the baton and used it on the clown goon who dropped like a rock.