Hank had forgotten about anyone else until Charles' voice called him back. He looks around again, afraid, before realizing he really has nothing else to lose right? So he kicks off his shoes and pulls off his socks to flex his feet. He heart is pounding as no one has seen his feet since he was seven.
Oddly, as scared as he is, he's also a little excited. He looks up, checking for reactions and then heads towards the model of the Blackbird hanging ten feet above them, almost running into Charles.
"Sorry," he says stepping around him just as Charles sidesteps. Then Hank leaps and grasps the edges of the model in his feet, hanging upside down as naturally as anything.
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Date: 2012-06-11 06:06 pm (UTC)Oddly, as scared as he is, he's also a little excited. He looks up, checking for reactions and then heads towards the model of the Blackbird hanging ten feet above them, almost running into Charles.
"Sorry," he says stepping around him just as Charles sidesteps. Then Hank leaps and grasps the edges of the model in his feet, hanging upside down as naturally as anything.