( An aerial assault of said pots and pans has Hawks dodging and weaving on the patio; ducking before one can clobber him on the head. Yeah, this is about what the pro-hero expected. Ain't he lucky Toga has no weapons yet!
However, the hail Mary stops, and Hawks peaks out from behind the cover of his wings, spying little tufts of blonde hair from the window and yellow eyes following it. )
—You hungry?
( He waves the bag up at Toga, attempting to lure the girl out. This is a start. Hawks just has to play his cards right now. )
no subject
( An aerial assault of said pots and pans has Hawks dodging and weaving on the patio; ducking before one can clobber him on the head. Yeah, this is about what the pro-hero expected. Ain't he lucky Toga has no weapons yet!
However, the hail Mary stops, and Hawks peaks out from behind the cover of his wings, spying little tufts of blonde hair from the window and yellow eyes following it. )
—You hungry?
( He waves the bag up at Toga, attempting to lure the girl out. This is a start. Hawks just has to play his cards right now. )