in the chill of the night/at the scene of the crime

[incywincyhero]

WHO: Spider-Man and YOU!
WHERE: Roundabouts the City.
WHEN: Nights/early mornings of the 4th through the 8th.
WARNINGS: Snark, punching people.
SUMMARY: Patrol!
FORMAT: Quicklog to start, than w/e. Just name the place and time!

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Re: Night of the 6th. Random Rooftop?

[incywincyhero]

Spider-Man was perched on a roof taking a coffee break when he heard the whine of a small engine. Tilting his head up, he saw the figure in the hang glider pass overhead, lit from beneath by the lights of the City. Mere light pollution wasn't enough to get a good look at the guy, but something about the way the glider moved suggested he -- she? -- was joyriding, not headed anywhere specific. Well, there were plenty of superpeople in this town, most of them innocent, and his spider-sense wasn't even twitching. No point harassing the guy, Spidey thought, he's just having some fun. Though it's a bit dark for screwing around with a glider...

Right on cue, the engine cut out, and Spidey sat up reflexively, putting his cup down on the roof. He waited, poised to see whether the pilot would recover, already calculating the webbing he'd need to snare the glider and kill its momentum before it hit the ground. Then the glider disappeared, and Spidey gawped for one precious second before instinct kicked in and he leaped into action.

Go go go go go... He already knew he wouldn't make it. But maybe, maybe if the pilot was super-durable or had a healing factor, maybe if he was just lucky, he might still be alive for Spidey to call an ambulance --

Spidey bounced over the edge of the roof and into a crouch, then let out a loud sigh of relief when he saw the pilot -- was that Freedom Ring, the new kid? -- was still breathing. He skittered closer, looking the guy over for any obvious injuries.

"Dude, are you all right?"

[free_dumb_ring]

Freedom Ring jumped when spoken to and sat up, startled. He looked around quickly, ring glowing with power in case he had to fight even if the ring was no longer the source of his power. When he saw Spider-Man, the reality altering hero blinked then grinned.

"Heya, Spider-Man!" he greeted. "Uhh...think I am," he answered, looking himself over. No blood, no broken bones, just a bit a bruising. "Yeah, I'll be fine. "Man, I'm glad to see you."

[incywincyhero]

Spidey sat up then, rubbing the back of his head. "Looked like you took a hard fall there, I was kind of expecting to find a body." A pause. "The heck were you doing, anyway? I saw a glider and then it disappeared."

[free_dumb_ring]

Freedom Ring winced at the mention of a body. Shaking off the thoughts about almost getting killed, he smiled and shrugged. "I was flying. It's a nice night so I was enjoying it," he explained. "Oh, yeah. I lost my concentration up there," he admitted sheepishly.

"See, if I lose my concentration or get distracted, the stuff I make just sorta vanishes," Freedom Ring explained, making a little toy glider and setting it flying around them both. "I made something to catch myself at the last second though," he demonstrated, making the toy glider crash into an airbag before both vanished. "Lucky, huh? What're you doing out here tonight? There a bad guy around? Shocker or that bird guy? Or maybe one of those goblins?"