It's not often that he appears in person- in fact, he hasn't done it before now. But he can sense the knot of fear radiating from this place and so he watches for awhile, curious to find the source of it, to see if he can replicate it. All that Bruce seems to do is putter around the building that he's claimed as a public hospital of sorts, and Fear wouldn't say he's disappointed, but he certainly feels as if the afternoon has been wasted.
Bruce locks up and Fear walks out of the air, stepping onto the ground below his feet and waits for the man to turn and see him. He doesn't have to wait very long.
"I have a question for you."
Normally, he'd settle for communicating over Hope's useful devices, but his attention is already focused on this place and he'd rather know his answers now, rather than get a response whenever Bruce feels like checking his phone. Fear's posture itself certainly isn't very threatening- for all that he looms over the network, he seems almost weedy in person, dressed in normal civilian clothes, hands tucked in his pockets. It'd be easy to mistake him for just another person caught up in the city if one didn't know better.
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Bruce locks up and Fear walks out of the air, stepping onto the ground below his feet and waits for the man to turn and see him. He doesn't have to wait very long.
"I have a question for you."
Normally, he'd settle for communicating over Hope's useful devices, but his attention is already focused on this place and he'd rather know his answers now, rather than get a response whenever Bruce feels like checking his phone. Fear's posture itself certainly isn't very threatening- for all that he looms over the network, he seems almost weedy in person, dressed in normal civilian clothes, hands tucked in his pockets. It'd be easy to mistake him for just another person caught up in the city if one didn't know better.