Who: Mars and V What: The second meeting (vigilante snowball fight!) Where: Downtown Seattle When: Post-kidnapping plot, evening Warnings: Nothing too serious.
It was a slow night. Mars hadn't found anything useful to do at all, not even so much as a kitten up a tree. He felt idle, bored, and maybe even a little bit lonely as he sat perched at the edge of the rooftop. Not that the latter was anything unfamiliar, but Mars was different from Radcliff Holland--people responded to him, with the good deeds he set forth, in a way Rad couldn't ever fathom. From scowling, unwanted youth to masked hero, Mars shouldn't have had need for loneliness.
The roof he was currently inhabiting was only a few blocks away from one of the livelier districts, full of bars and clubs and places that saw trouble far too often. No one noticed him so high up, and Mars was content to watch and wait to help anyone if necessary. For anyone who did see him, Mars would've appeared as nothing more than a tall man in a very nice leather duster. Touching at the edges of his mask, the would-be vigilante sighed and waited.