The Roof, Thursday night

[bugofjustice]

The Tick was on the roof of the dorms with Lockheed on his shoulder. It had been far too long since they came up here to just watch the evening. Down there somewhere was a bonfire. He hoped the kids were being safe with that. And over there was the town, quiet but with life dancing around in a ballet

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[notstakedyet]

Angel still didn't feel quite right about all his nightmares. For a change of pace he went up to the roof to see if location really did affect the brooding. He paused when he saw Prof. Tick there.

"Sorry," he said. "Didn't mean to interrupt."

[bugofjustice]

"Don't be sorry, Angel!" Tick said. "Come join us! It's a beautiful night!"

[notstakedyet]

Angel looked uncertainly at Lockheed, but came forward anyway. He looked out over Fandom.

After a moment, he said, "I'm gonna assume that fire's on purpose."

[bugofjustice]

"It looks controlled, so that's my guess," Tick said.

"So, are you all set to get out of here and fight the Good Fight?"