Ships aren't the only thing flying up above. Sam's staying out of traffic - more or less - but he can't resist the urge to get out and stretch his wings. It's a unique experience, flying in a city like this when no one's shooting at him. His "for training" flying had mostly been back at the Avengers facility or in the desert, and now it tended to be out in the jungle.
He keeps an eye on the ground as he flies, and for the most part, people either go about their business like it's absolutely a normal thing to do, or stop to watch him a little. And he's not above admitting that those are the times that he pulls some fancy flying, showing off a little.
But the alien guy that Sam spots on the ground, looking at everything with wide eyes, he's a little different. It doesn't take a huge stretch of the imagination to figure he's probably someone who just got their CALL device, and Sam swoops down towards him.
He lands just in time to catch what the guy says, and he can't help but chuckle a little as he grins at him, wings still outstretched. "Yeah, that's one way of putting it."
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He keeps an eye on the ground as he flies, and for the most part, people either go about their business like it's absolutely a normal thing to do, or stop to watch him a little. And he's not above admitting that those are the times that he pulls some fancy flying, showing off a little.
But the alien guy that Sam spots on the ground, looking at everything with wide eyes, he's a little different. It doesn't take a huge stretch of the imagination to figure he's probably someone who just got their CALL device, and Sam swoops down towards him.
He lands just in time to catch what the guy says, and he can't help but chuckle a little as he grins at him, wings still outstretched. "Yeah, that's one way of putting it."