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[whoiwasmeant2be]

Tobias doesn't like Metropolis all that much, but it's not as bad as it could be. After all, it's not really a... metropolis. Not a bustling one. Sure there are tons of refugees, but that's just a drop in the bucket of what the city is designed to handle

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[amazonofthe21st]

Normally if she's going to work out her human body at all, it's something extremely active - running, gymnastics. But with the possibility of a teacher on the horizon and a few tips from him or how to get greater control of movement, Rachel's actually taking advice from someone for once.

She'd laid out her sleeping bag again and is lying on her back atop it, doing sit-ups. Tobias' shadow alerts her to him first and she stops long enough to find him in the sky and smile, lifting a hand to wave.

[whoiwasmeant2be]

Tobias sees her wave and lets his right wing dip slightly, then his left, which sets him into a slight wobble of a wave back.

His mental tone conveys the sense of a raised eyebrow.

[amazonofthe21st]

Rachel wrinkled her nose at him, hands back to brace herself to sit up. "Don't start," she warns, more than a little teasing in her tone. "Admit it, you're just jealous because under those feathers, you're missing abs of steel."

[whoiwasmeant2be]

His mental snort hasn't changed over the years, even if it hasn't been used much during them.

[tobeclosetohim]

Metropolis is a big place.

A place everyone, even not bird-people, has to get out now and again.

Which is why there's a petite, blonde, dressed in tight jeans, a thin long sleeve shirt, walking through the ruins outside of it, wandering further and further from the ruckus of civilization.

[whoiwasmeant2be]

He recognizes her. Sort of. He swoops down for a closer look, sweeping by twenty or thirty feet overhead.

[tobeclosetohim]

The shadow catches her eyes where it cross the second time and she looked up, shading her eyes with one hand, to watch the bird in flight.

[whoiwasmeant2be]

He whirls and flares, flapping hard to hover in place for a moment to make sure she can see him.

[diseasedvermin]

So, there are times you need to check out a building for a future burglary without looking like you're doing it, and your face happens to be well-known among the neighbourhood.

Sure, Tom could disguise himself. Or he could be lazy and spend time snuggling with his boyfriend, because ratskins do have a built-in disguise.

In Metropolis, there's a rat in an alleyway, perched on a trashcan, loitering innocently.

[whoiwasmeant2be]

Rats are pretty tasty. Tobias isn't especially hungry, but he's the hawk in him knows that catching some easy prey is rarely a bad idea.

He stoops, dropping through the air toward the rat in question.

[diseasedvermin]

Tom is a distracted wererat, busy watching some berk with far too much bling get out of his apartment. He's become comfortable in Metropolis and lost some caution about predators that aren't wrapped in human skins....

[whoiwasmeant2be]

Tobias strikes perfectly, closed talons to the back of the head to stun, and an immediate wing-over to come in for the kill.