After landing the roof, Hancock slurped the last drop of orange juice out of the carton and toss it over his shoulder. Starting up his daily routine he picked up his sunglasses and put them on, put a pullover blue hoodie over his shirt, put a metal tin in the front pocket of his denim shorts, and took off his beanie and stuffed it in the pocket of his hoodie. There were just some wrappers from various fast food places and a small stack of newspapers he used for a pillow.
Giving a forceful snort, a form of goodbye to the place he slept that night, Hancock put his foot on the ledge and was just about start flying off when he noticed something (someone) was flying just below him. Giving a stumped frown he shouted "Hey! HEY! You with the-" the what? "super powers!" he finished that rather awkwardly, and loudly. Waving his arms to get their attention seemed like the best idea for the moment. After all, he had only met one other person that could fly and was under the impression no one else could, but that rug had been pulled out from him before.
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on 2013-02-20 04:35 pm (UTC)Giving a forceful snort, a form of goodbye to the place he slept that night, Hancock put his foot on the ledge and was just about start flying off when he noticed something (someone) was flying just below him. Giving a stumped frown he shouted "Hey! HEY! You with the-" the what? "super powers!" he finished that rather awkwardly, and loudly. Waving his arms to get their attention seemed like the best idea for the moment. After all, he had only met one other person that could fly and was under the impression no one else could, but that rug had been pulled out from him before.