New day
Not the alarm he expected, but getting up is getting up. Assuming there are no bus parts sticking into his room, Wilton knows only that there was a crash and exposition outside. Sitting up, he turns off his stabilization device and puts it under the bed before getting up and taking a feather from his nightstand. Holding the feather over his head, he lets it go and rushes into his costume. Once dressed, he measures the distance from the feather to the floor and notes it in an unmarked notebook.
Flicker tamps down on his temporal velocity, and exits the building by the back door. Birds and bugs hover silently in place, their wings stilled. As he rounds the corner to the front street, he stops and allows his temporal velocity to return to normal as he surveys the scene. To anyone on the street, he appeared from nowhere. It seemed as if during the first half of a second he wasn't there, and through the remainder of the time, he was. It seemed that way because it was that way, but Flicker wasn't telling.
All the master of his own time says is, "well, what have we here?"
OOC: surveying the scene
Flicker rolled 1 using 12-3d6. PER roll made/failed by.