It's a big city! Why don't we hit some clubs or something?
said Spencer's split personality, Beast.
"There you go again with your perverted suggestions..."
Well, what else are we supposed to do? It's not like some big parade is gonna form in the streets below.
Spencer jumped from the roof and used his wings to hover safely to the ground. He was in a deserted area of the town so no one looked at him in awe or horror, which made Spencer happy. Spencer started jumping from trash can to car to whatever he could get his feet on. This was something he liked to do to move himself in other ways except flying or walking. As Spencer was about to make the next leap, something hit his foot and he fell on his face. He wasn't worried about the newly aquired bloody nose because that would fix itself in a matter of seconds maybe minutes, but it felt like someone was watching him.