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Re: day 43

[finalbows]

<sub>[ the owner of the jacket isn't anywhere in the crowd, but...

Muffin may happen to see, if he scans higher up, some particularly brazen shale of a person suddenly appear from mid-air, having made themselves comfortable lounging in midair, jusssst above Daffodil's roof. ]</sub>

Re: day 43

[electricflock]

[ !

spreads his own wings and speeds over to join him, swooping up to land on the roof with a hopping clatter]

Quetzal!

Re: day 43

[finalbows]

Aha~. There he is.

_{[ these heels make a different kind of click on the roof than the boots he usually favors, when he, too, drifts down to land. The wings aren't there anymore-- yet, but he's quick to playfully wave the little cup he'd saved of lemon pudding. ]}

I seem to recall I saved this for some reason to do with you~. Now you're all done down there? Ready for the skies?

Re: day 43

[electricflock]

I’m done, I’m ready! I’m all yours!

1/3

[finalbows]

...hnhnhnhn. What delightful news.

_{[ OKAY! WINGS AND FUN TIME! A NORMAL FUN NIGHT OUT! Let's do this! ]}

2/3

[finalbows]

_{[ damn did he forget a spoon. noob move ]}

3/3

[finalbows]

<sub>[ but the real noob move would be letting that stop him. in typically flirtatious fashion, without breaking eye contact he puts the cup to his mouth and licks some out with an uneccessary amount of, uh, flourish.


...a tiny extra gob of it is quickly swiped away with his tongue, and that's when the big black-and-red wings come back. ]</sub>

Takeoff in three, two...

1/2

[electricflock]

[does he need a spoon from downst— oh, nope. no he does not.




half-shifted as muffin is, instead of just goosebumps or a blush, all the feathers on his shoulders sloooowly POOF up. his tail is an amazed bottlebrush.]

2/2

[electricflock]

—Three!

[throws himself into the air like a startled chicken. literally all a-flutter.]

Re: 2/2

[finalbows]

<sub>[ awesome, actually, because that means Muffin's distracted with being flustered as Quetzal starts going through the ungainly, experimental steps of first takeoff. This really takes a lot more strenuous force than literally anyone ever makes it look--

He makes it, like, a little up, but loses his air again shortly with a wobbly landing saved from being a fall only by his poor, hard working invisible tail. Woah. That is.

Way. Way tougher than it looks, and way different from what he does to fly. ]</sub>

[electricflock]

[Muffin zips away, but he quickly noticed he’s alone in the air and doubles back— a backwing, a roll sideways through the air, another swoop, and few quick flaps to land neatly on the roof. Here he is, the gryphon making it look easier than it is. Here’s where pecs are paying off.

cheeps?]

Do you need a different start?

[finalbows]

Let me see if--

<sub>[ gives it another go, with a little more air before down he goes again.

it feels like it pulls on basically every single muscle group in his back in ways they've never been before . . . ]</sub>

Hah... Ah.

Out of curiosity.
...What, sort of start do you recommend I try?

[electricflock]

[hops around him, reaching out to pet and soothe his feathers]

Um, um. Some birds don’t have the wings for standing starts. They run to get speed or they jump off stuff. Think um… Maybe if you use your normal way to get up higher? Then can drop into glide.

[finalbows]

...Right. That sounds much more promising.

_{[ he gives his wings one cursory flap, this time, before raising absent their efforts-- though he stretches them with a gaze full of intrigue, as he does his usual subtle fine manipulations of the combined Aero/Float spells. These DO make it easier to get lift, when he spreads them wide... ]}

This is even easier, magically. There's the extra weight to account for, but the feathers are quite cooperative with the way I do my spells... takes less aim to get the lift.

_{[ / procrastinating via hovering ]}

[electricflock]

[muffin flies up after him, sweeping in circles around him before hovering nearby]

Lift is what wings are made for! Have never seen someone hover without having to flap. Looks cool.

1/2

[finalbows]

_{[ pulls his best ominous beautiful seraph pose, before drifting up just a bit higher, trying a few more training-wheels flaps... ]}

2/2

[finalbows]

So, from here. Second try. The wind's going... that way.

_{[ he starts gliding in that direction, picking up speed... ]}

Three, two...!

_{[ three. he cuts the magic, and at first drops like a stone-- and starts flapping for dear life to try and get a handle on the situation. ]}

[electricflock]

[so ominous! so beautiful!

—OOPS FALLING. swoops down alongside, pointing at his own wings as he flaps to catch himself]

Cup the air! Like swimming!

[finalbows]

I'm, trying, but, it's like I keep--

Oh! I have it? I have it! Ha--HAH!

_{[ his form's hardly befitting his dignity, but he's not hurtling earthworm for now ]}

[electricflock]

You got it, you're flying!

[he doesn't want to show up angie with fancier flying, but he can't help doing at least ONE excited roll]

Keep it up! If gliding starts going down, just flap again.

[finalbows]

<sub>[ *earthward but ykno what earthworm is acceptable


he can already feel beads of sweat... geez. And muffin makes this look effortless all day. ]</sub>

Right...

_{[ going to keep it up as long as he can.
which isn't very. ]}

[electricflock]

You're doing great! Where do you want to fly to?

[or: where do you want to land?]

[finalbows]

Maybe if I-- improve my vantage point again, somewhat, with what I know now-- ha-- think we could make it... in a good view of the lakeside...?

[electricflock]

Yeah, we can make it! I can lead too, if you want. You can go further if you use the currents off my wings. Is migration trick!

[finalbows]

_{[ voice strained, ]}
How clever. Then, do let's. It'd be quite gentlemanly of you.