In a bar he was sat. Waiting. Watching. Then Riptide watched you. He noticed you sucessfully pickpocket someone despite them staring right at you. Then and there, the long dark haired man knew that you were like him. A mutant.

He stood up, paying for his drink and finishing said drink off. Riptide then followed you out of the bar. He planned on speaking to you, recruit you even. Even a young mutant needed a mentor.