Jul 17, 2018
Cole was out for patrol--which, as the CEO of the Ferris Aircraft company wasn’t really a viable thing, but he’d made it so that he had a few hands helping out, and he was able to do just this. Fly. He was born to be a pilot, but this was entirely different as the man was flying with a violet light covering him, his outfit matrixed on by the ring on his finger in all of it’s gloriously revealing frame. Landing on the room of a large, tall skyscraper, he tilted his head, “What are you doing here?” He asked, curious. Star Sapphire was still a little on the fence of whether good or bad could be a label, because Cole liked to dabble.
