Rising sun

<div align=center>What a view...

Hovering a few hundred feet above the school roof was a winged young man, suspended in mid air between some low-laying pink-tinted clouds. His focus traced breathlessly over the breaking dawn, the sun rising from its slumber. A pretty array of pastel yellows, blues and oranges sprawled out before him as he placed himself in the center of it all. Ever since coming here the Nephilim hadn't gotten any chance to really take a good flight, and boy did he miss it. Behind his back his storm grey wings flapped easily to keep him aloft, the feathers having no difficulty in doing so. Taking in a deep breath, Jericho felt a sense of tranquility take over him. He needed it to- this place was a lot to take in, and he could only handle so many surprises in one week.

Suddenly however the silence was broken when the cell phone in his pocket began to ring. He reached I to his pocket, shielding his eyes in an attempt to see who or what it was. But then his tranquility was broken when he realized that he had to take a call... Crap!

Not wanting the air resistance to prevent understanding, he looked around to where he could take it. Glancing, he saw the open door of the tower. Perfect. Changing his course of direction he swooped into the opening, though didn't time closing his wings properly. Thus he clipped it to the side, grumbling as he tumbled into the dark room and his cellphone flinging to the other side. "Graceful" He grumbled to himself, hoping that no one was around to see his failure. He straightened up his clothes but did so rather blindly. The dawn's light hadn't touched the inside of the tower, thus making the search even harder. "Anyone else here?" He asked, knowing some kids preferred to be up here for alone time. So much for that. </div>

<div align=center>A couple of times the Nephilim had hit his head or tripped over his own feet. There was a light in here, wasn't there? He hadn't been all that familiar with the towers as he had only come to their roofs after flight just to perch. Inside however was something he had yet to explore, and it appeared he'd be doing do this time the hard way.

Fortunately the phone on the other side of the room flashes again to remind him of a voicemail, thus illuminating just enough light to reveal the faint silhouette of a switch from the ceiling. He smiled a bit as he stumbled over, feeling the chain of the bulb before pulling it. Much better.

With the room now lit up and the phone now in sight, Jericho rushed over to pocket it. No scratches... Good. What was the bummer however was the fact that it was some spam number rather than someone important, a tidbit he hadn't seen while flapping in the sky. He grumbled at the lost cause though was relieved that everything was okay and no one saw him.

But that wasn't really the case.

As Jericho scanned the room he took a backwards glance at a figure in the corner. Not seeing who or what it was he jumped slightly, surprised more out of their presence then themselves. Though it did appear that even the young man curled up in the corner was still quite a surprise in himself.

The rather canine appearing man wasn't quite stared at, for Jericho didn't want to be rude/make him uncomfortable. Still only loose eye contact was kept when looking at him, his massive grey wings shuffling in concern. "Ah sorry, didn't see you there." He began, running a hand through his hair. "Are you... Are you a fox...?" Though he was genuinely interested in what he was, he bit his lip as he felt he asked something innapropriate. "Gah, sorry... I mean uh, hi."</div>

<div align=center>Though knowing his answer to be sort of abrupt and intrusive he couldn't help but to feel taken back by the young man's standoffish nature. Well so much for a successful apology. Sighing Jericho collected himself, wings folding stiffly to gain a better level of comfort. Though he just might have to fly out again, if it meant not agitating the hybrid-like creature even further.

His response however got the Nephilim confused, his own brow raising. "Ooookay then..." He muttered, realizing his clear sarcasm. But shaking off the slightly awkward introduction Jericho figured he could try to patch things up with stranger. If he wasn't told to scram, that is. "I kinda am the latter, so again I apologize for asking a dumb question." He chuckled in a comment that was regarded for his incompetence. It really was in his nature so at least he didn't have to lie about that.

Well, with that unsuccessfully addressed the young man smiled sheepishly. "That wasn't one of my best landings." He remarked simply, shrugging. Jericho looked to the face of the fox-man, trying not to stare directly at him. He didn't seem like a people person anyway. "Well um, I'm Jericho, a Nephilim. You are?" He asked, curiously and clarifying what he was himself. Though he did near a bit to not have to shout across the room, a step backwards was taken to avoid possible agitation. "Um, you want me to leave? I was just here to check a call and rest a bit... But obviously you got dibs here first, so it's your call." Whichever the young man opted for Jericho could deal with. Though honestly it would be a bit of a hindrance to his pride if he couldn't get at least an acquaintance out of this... Oh well.</div>