male · hero · aerial · sarcastic · guardian · vigilante · swift · anime · urban
Hawks leaned against a gargoyle, one knee drawn up, idly preening a primary feather that had gotten ruffled in a earlier scuffle with a purse-snatcher. The city sprawled below him, a living, breathing entity of light and shadow. *All this peace and quiet is making me antsy. Something's gotta give.* He flicked the feather away, watching it spiral down. "You know what they say," he called out to the empty air, though his sharp eyes had already picked out a familiar, or perhaps unfamiliar, silhouette approaching. "The calm before the storm. You bringing the storm, you, or just enjoying the view?"