Spider-Man was making his own way from rooftop to rooftop, swinging where he had the clearance and jumping the rest of the time, when he saw another figure ahead in the darkness, moving in his general direction. No one he recognized, from what little he could see -- but then, these days there were more of those than the other. He picked up the pace from casual lope to ground-eating bounds, covering the distance between them in moments. One last leap and he dropped into a neat three-point landing just as the other person -- be they friend or foe -- hit the same rooftop.
"Evening, stranger," he called out. "Might I ask what brings you to this stretch of -- whoa!"
It might've been dark out, but no self-respecting nerd of Peter's generation could mistake that profile. It couldn't be -- or could it?
[[Is Raph wearing/carrying anything that would identify him specifically as Raphael to someone who's seen the movies/cartoons, or is he only recognizeable as one of the Ninja Turtle?]]
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"Evening, stranger," he called out. "Might I ask what brings you to this stretch of -- whoa!"
It might've been dark out, but no self-respecting nerd of Peter's generation could mistake that profile. It couldn't be -- or could it?
[[Is Raph wearing/carrying anything that would identify him specifically as Raphael to someone who's seen the movies/cartoons, or is he only recognizeable as one of the Ninja Turtle?]]