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halfman-lion.livejournal.com) wrote in
fandomtownies2012-11-18 08:12 pm
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Rooftops, Warehouse District, Sunday Evening
It had taken Tyrion more time and a few more bruises than he wanted to admit to figure out climbing a wall with his newfound webbing. There turned out to be variables about the thickness of the strand, how to anchor it at the top, and his speed of ascent that he could only understand through trial and error.
But once he was at the top, the island spread out beneath him and the city lights glimmering in the distance were more than worth it. He pulled the flask out from beneath his cloak and let out a giant whoop.
He'd listened to radio that morning; he knew he wasn't the only one to spend the weekend with powers. He just hoped everyone else was enjoying them, too.
[OOC: Open like a roof after dark!]
But once he was at the top, the island spread out beneath him and the city lights glimmering in the distance were more than worth it. He pulled the flask out from beneath his cloak and let out a giant whoop.
He'd listened to radio that morning; he knew he wasn't the only one to spend the weekend with powers. He just hoped everyone else was enjoying them, too.
[OOC: Open like a roof after dark!]
