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[gal_wonder]

There is a small fighter plane safe in the Hangar, and a masked vigilante going through training exercises of the farmhouse. This is a totally normal place for masked vigilantes, especially at times of twilight like this

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[the_backfiring]

He was caught by this universe about half a day after he fed. He's been here two days. The Kandrona generator is still not finished.

Adam has been assisting Steve in building it, but then he started to hinder the work more than help it. At his twelfth mistake, the inventor told him to go get some rest -- but it's not a lack of sleep that's driving him to distraction. He's hungry, in a bone-deep, sickening way that he'd prayed he'd never feel again.

So he's been reduced to wander around the farm in a fit of draining, restless energy, enduring Orlit's psychic taunts, working to squash his own rising fear, distracted from these things only by the -- falling girl?

What the--

"Hey," he calls anxiously, jogging towards her.

[gal_wonder]

See how quickly she rolled to her feet, landing ready and poised and utterly unfazed by the fall and did she even fall who fell what? - exactly, in fact, like a cat caught being ungraceful.

See that?

That hurt, dammit. And she's too proud to admit it.

"Hey."

Nothing to see here >_>

[the_backfiring]

Terribly sorry, but the narration must protest this point. It would seem that there is something to see here, and that it comes in the shape of someone apparently falling off the roof. What would you even be doing on the roof?

"Are you all right?"

Not terribly original, perhaps, but as a question it's at least to the point.

[gal_wonder]

"Huh?"

WHAT. NO ONE FELL OFF ANY ROOF.

Oh... that roof?

"Oh, yeah, I'm fine. Good. Really. do that kinda thing all the time."

[the_backfiring]

Adam appears unconvinced!

"Is that right."

And sounds unconvinced. And is, all-round, unconvinced.

(And tense, and restless, and trying to appear otherwise. By his side, the middle finger of his right hand taps unceasingly against his thumb.)

[gal_wonder]

Behind her shades, there's no real way to know that Sparrow's brow just furrowed irritably. But there's the set of her jaw.

"Well, yeah, actually."

Also, don't think she doesn't see that finger tapping. She's trained to recognise these things.

[the_backfiring]

"If you fall off all the time, then why do you keep going back up?"

He realises that he's tapping his finger, and makes the effort to still it. Which works for all of... three seconds?

[gal_wonder]

Her mouth quirks into a slightly self depreciative smirk.

"I guess I'm just stupid like that."

It's what heroes do.

[the_backfiring]

Hah. Well, he can relate to that. He has an idiotically brave streak as strong as the next man's; it's almost a shame that he's learned to suppress it for the sake of his life.

Besides, Sparrow looks pretty young. You're still allowed to do dumb stuff when you're young. So, after a second or two, a genuine smile appears on his face.

"Long as you haven't hurt yourself."

[gal_wonder]

It's not that it hurt, it's that she still has hurts that these hurts just added to.

But she's not going to give him the satisfaction.

"Nah, I'm a professional."

It's in the costume.

[the_backfiring]

Hey, she's misjudged him. There's no satisfaction in seeing people get hurt.

(Unless they're Yeerks. But then they don't count as people, so.)

"Were you exercising?" he asks, glancing up at the black outline of the roof against the twilight sky. When you consider one or two of the people he's met here, that explanation doesn't seem so far-fetched.

[gal_wonder]

Oh, she's like this with everyone. She's scrappy.

"Yeah."

Yeah, that'll do.

"Getting my calisthenics in."

Yep.

[the_backfiring]

Curiously: "Isn't there a better place to do that than the roof?"

[gal_wonder]

"I like the roof," Sparrow says, defensively.

[the_backfiring]

"Huh."

Well, Adam's not in the mood to argue with that. (Taptaptap.) It's not as though he doesn't have the time, but...

don't have the time,> Orlit tells him nastily.

Adam's features twitch, very briefly.

Aloud: "I'm Adam Weaver, by the way. Good to meet you."

[gal_wonder]

"Sparrow," says she, almost distractedly.

His twitching got her attention.