Rooftops, Warehouse District, Sunday Evening

[halfman-lion.livejournal.com]

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!]

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[craftyladyparts.livejournal.com]

"Technically speaking, I think you have something of mine," Spider-Woman said. She had been out trying to make up for her rather disastrous workout yesterday when she heard the whoop. She knew that whoop. She'd made that whoop. She sought the whoop out. She found the whoop.

...The giant spider logo on her chest probably explained what she was talking about.

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Tyrion glanced over the young woman, eyes lingering on the logo for just a moment. "Perhaps," he admitted, and offered her the flask. "Whiskey?"

Because nothing went with heights like alcohol!

[craftyladyparts.livejournal.com]

"Are you seriously swinging while intoxicated?" Spider-Woman asked, dropping her face to her palm. "This is why you should need a license to travel like that."

[halfman-lion.livejournal.com]

"I do everything else intoxicated and it's never made any difference," Tyrion told her, then looked up more quizzically. "Swinging? It took me long enough to figure out how to haul myself up here. Come to think of it, how did you do it if I have the power now?"

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"Wait, you were whooping like that and you weren't even swinging?" Spider-Woman asked. "I hate to encourage this kind of behavior, but you're missing out."

"Oh, and I climbed. It's a thing I do. Hence the spider." She pointed at the logo, not realizing it was just encouragement for some people.

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"I'm a dwarf," Tyrion said dryly. "Getting this high up is a triumph for me. Worth whooping. Too bad you're jaded."

He got his eyes away from her chest just a moment before it would have become definitely, instead of merely debatably, creepy. After a jolt from the flask:

"Swinging may need to be the next step."

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"I'm not encouraging you. I'm not," Spider-Woman clarified. "But IF that's something you feel the need to do while you've got that power, just remember not to aim your swing AT a building. You'd be amazed how many people just start swinging without thinking about it."

"Also, unless you've got super-strong joints, it's going to wear on your arms after a while. Which is an important thing since that's what you're firing webs and holding onto those webs with."

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"My joints are terrible," Tyrion said bluntly. "But I doubt I'll get the chance to do this again, so I'll suffer through."

He glanced around them. "So -- that branch," he said, pointing after a long moment. "I can attach to that, get a running start, and swing myself over to the roof just beyond it. Would that work, or would I flatten myself against a wall?"

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"That should work," Spider-Woman said, hopping to the edge of the roof to crouch introspectively on the parapet. "Just remember, if it looks like you ARE going to smack into something, you still have the other hand and there are buildings all around to help you stop your momentum. Sure, you'll look silly hanging there between two buildings for a few seconds, but it's better than a broken face."

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"Far, far better," Tyrion agreed with a nod. "Thank you. Off I go. Call my brother if I plunge to my death, will you?"

As he spoke, he tenderly stowed the flask under his cloak before flicking his hand, sending the stream of web to the branch he'd indicated. A tug satisfied him it was secure enough, and he took three steps back before plunging forward.

The whoop he let out as he sailed to the next rooftop was terrified, and much louder.

[craftyladyparts.livejournal.com]

Spider-Woman jumped to the next roof, yelling, "Okay, I hear the difference in the 'whoop's now! This one's more like it!"

[halfman-lion.livejournal.com]

Tyrion laughed, flopping onto his back on the roof. "I don't suppose this is something you could sell to me so I could keep it."

[craftyladyparts.livejournal.com]

"Not really. Not unless Fandom does something even weirder than expected," Spider-Woman said. "Technically I could sell you an artificial version, but that's not really my thing to sell."

[halfman-lion.livejournal.com]

"I think it's sweeter if it's temporary," Tyrion decided. "If I bought it, it'd just be another toy. This way, it's magic. You're a lucky woman."

[craftyladyparts.livejournal.com]

"That's true less than you might think," Spider-Woman said. "But just being able to do stuff like that makes up for a lot."

"You should see what it's like when you're in a real city with tall buildings."

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Tyrion frowned thoughtfully. "We have another few hours before the island is likely to trade things around again," he said. "How fast could we get to one?"

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"Baltimore's probably the best bet at two hours away by car," Jessica said. "Um. Do you have a car?"

[halfman-lion.livejournal.com]

"No," Tyrion admitted. "And I suppose that by the time a cab got out here, we'd have wasted more of our window then is worth it. But the island is mine."