Batdude
May 29th, 2007, 10:21:06 PM
It was sometime around 1 in the morning at Doc Cullen's school, and Marty had ditched his dorm. What was he going to do, sleep? Forget it.
No, he was on the roof, having a cigarette as he stood quiet in the night sky. A rolled up comic book was stuffed into his back pocket, and he adjusted his black-frame glasses on his snub-nosed snout. There was still a little bit of chill in the air, so he kept his hoodie on, but it was obvious that spring was almost over, and the nights would start to warm up.
Still, it was pretty amazing. This time of night, the schoolground was so quiet. Marty could "see" for miles, if he flew up a ways. It sometimes overwhelmed him, even still. It also frustrated him, because he sometimes felt like he was spinning wheels at the school.
No, he was on the roof, having a cigarette as he stood quiet in the night sky. A rolled up comic book was stuffed into his back pocket, and he adjusted his black-frame glasses on his snub-nosed snout. There was still a little bit of chill in the air, so he kept his hoodie on, but it was obvious that spring was almost over, and the nights would start to warm up.
Still, it was pretty amazing. This time of night, the schoolground was so quiet. Marty could "see" for miles, if he flew up a ways. It sometimes overwhelmed him, even still. It also frustrated him, because he sometimes felt like he was spinning wheels at the school.