Thirty-Eighth Bite ACTION
*Well, Conrad had been droned, AGAIN, but when he woke up this morning, he found that his clothes were.. no longer 1950's style. But it was his wardrobe! Full of tie-belts, big shoes, and all the sweater vests and ties you could imagine! He was so happy. No more tight and oddly fitting suits for him! Conrad also notices something as he goes through one of his daily routines.
He has super speed.
In his home world, he never really tried it out, but, hey, it was something new! So you might find Conrad doing the following things:
A He's running down your street at unhuman like speed at night! Finas had told him to practice whenever he could with new found abilities, but he never said he would be PERFECT when he first starts out with them. Conrad would be running for a moment, before his shoe gets caught in a large crack in the sidewalk, and he flies down teh sidewalk, his chin scraping against it, sliding, before he comes to a complete stop, a few yards away from the initial trip.
OR B A small pudgy red bat is flying over your head outside! He looks to be having trouble here or there, flapping his wings more when he finds himself losing altitude, cursing under his breath as he does so, or simply gliding through the cool night air.*
He has super speed.
In his home world, he never really tried it out, but, hey, it was something new! So you might find Conrad doing the following things:
A He's running down your street at unhuman like speed at night! Finas had told him to practice whenever he could with new found abilities, but he never said he would be PERFECT when he first starts out with them. Conrad would be running for a moment, before his shoe gets caught in a large crack in the sidewalk, and he flies down teh sidewalk, his chin scraping against it, sliding, before he comes to a complete stop, a few yards away from the initial trip.
OR B A small pudgy red bat is flying over your head outside! He looks to be having trouble here or there, flapping his wings more when he finds himself losing altitude, cursing under his breath as he does so, or simply gliding through the cool night air.*