Entry tags:
- (!) estellise sidos heurassein,
- (!) fon master ion,
- (!) marco the phoenix,
- (!) nephry osborne,
- (!) susanne fon fabre,
- another crash landing,
- forgive our butchering of aviation terms,
- i believe i can fly,
- just plain crazy,
- just plane crazy,
- mallynap return,
- mayday! mayday!,
- sandwiches are best lunch,
- test flight,
- tiny pilot,
- tl;dr
Seventh Crash [Voice/Action]
[Up, down, up, down. That's the way wings are supposed to work, right?]
[Grandpa said something like that. About how the top of a wing curves and the bottom's straight to create a difference in air pressure. And lift. Flying. Airfoils and angles of attack. The weird book said something like that, too, but he can't read all the words. There's some pictures though. It's sitting open a few feet away.]
[The boy (about age five) peers down over the top of a large hill. It's a long way down, but heights aren't scary at all. The only tricky part is he still doesn't get all this 'Luceti stuff'. He's never seen it on any map (is it on the other side of the Highlands?), and despite all the new sights (gardens, nice monsters, nice weather, green grass) and people, he needs to head back home. Mom'll be mad. Really mad! If it wasn't for that, he'd stay and poke around a little longer. It seems like a neat place. Maybe he can come back.]
[Up, down, up, down, up! What'll everyone think of these? Two blue wings right on his back. Like a bird's.]
[Ginji squats close to the ground, flapping as hard as he can. It's a long hill. Surely it'll be enough time to get them working okay. He chews his lower lip, pulling a pair of goggles down over his eyes (you're supposed to wear those!), and takes a deep breath.]
Rocket Tower, this is S'erra Hotel Echo-- Um... Roger Iemon Delta Alf-Nova Zero Zero One! Preflight check complete! All systems are normal and green! Ah, er...well okay maybe they're not green 'zactly but they're all doing okay! Wind? Check! Wings flapping? Check and double check! Lunch? Sandwich! Ready for takeoff!!
[Jumping up a little, Ginji stretches his arms and legs out, still flapping determinedly.] Readyyyyyy??? Are you, are you? Okay! Go!!!
[And there he goes, running down the hill. Down, down, down, faster faster faster fasterfasterfast--]
[...Uh-oh.] Ahhhh!!!
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[Grandpa said something like that. About how the top of a wing curves and the bottom's straight to create a difference in air pressure. And lift. Flying. Airfoils and angles of attack. The weird book said something like that, too, but he can't read all the words. There's some pictures though. It's sitting open a few feet away.]
[The boy (about age five) peers down over the top of a large hill. It's a long way down, but heights aren't scary at all. The only tricky part is he still doesn't get all this 'Luceti stuff'. He's never seen it on any map (is it on the other side of the Highlands?), and despite all the new sights (gardens, nice monsters, nice weather, green grass) and people, he needs to head back home. Mom'll be mad. Really mad! If it wasn't for that, he'd stay and poke around a little longer. It seems like a neat place. Maybe he can come back.]
[Up, down, up, down, up! What'll everyone think of these? Two blue wings right on his back. Like a bird's.]
[Ginji squats close to the ground, flapping as hard as he can. It's a long hill. Surely it'll be enough time to get them working okay. He chews his lower lip, pulling a pair of goggles down over his eyes (you're supposed to wear those!), and takes a deep breath.]
Rocket Tower, this is S'erra Hotel Echo-- Um... Roger Iemon Delta Alf-Nova Zero Zero One! Preflight check complete! All systems are normal and green! Ah, er...well okay maybe they're not green 'zactly but they're all doing okay! Wind? Check! Wings flapping? Check and double check! Lunch? Sandwich! Ready for takeoff!!
[Jumping up a little, Ginji stretches his arms and legs out, still flapping determinedly.] Readyyyyyy??? Are you, are you? Okay! Go!!!
[And there he goes, running down the hill. Down, down, down, faster faster faster fasterfasterfast--]
[...Uh-oh.] Ahhhh!!!
[[OOC: Voice responses will be delayed. And with anything written, lack of kiddie words means he won't be able to make heads or tails out of it. Replies from
albioreiii.]]
[Action]
[The child tumbles the rest of the way down the hill, landing in a tangle near the bottom with the wind practically beaten out of him. That's not what's supposed to happen. Flying isn't meant to hurt so bad.]
[Crashing maybe...]
Y-yeah! ...Maybe. [He lifts his head slowly off the grass, his goggles all askew.] I think I did it wrong.
[Action]
Here, I'll heal you.
[The light then transfers to the boy in the form of healing magic. A First Aid arte.]
[Action]
[Ginji's eyes just grow wider and wider as the soft light gets bigger and brighter. It's almost like her hands are candles! He's not too sure what's going on, but his knees aren't stinging so much anymore and his leg's stopped bleeding.]
What is that?! [He's heard stories before, but never--] Your hands're glowing! Like you're holding fonstones or something. But you're not...
[And now he's glowing! How's that happening?]
[Action]
[As Estelle explains, the magic does its work and soon the light fades.]
There! How is that?
[Action]
[He continues looking at his arm, turning it over once or twice, even though it's clear the "magic" is gone. Finally he nods.]
Good! And it don't hurt anymore neither. Thanks a lot!
[Action]
You're very welcome!
[Actually...]
What were you doing?
[Action]
But it di'n happen right this time. I goofed.
[Action]
Fly? But how?
[Action]
With these!
[Action]
Um, I don't think you can fly with those.
[Action]
[Action]
They're too small. The best you could do is hover, with practice of course.
[She remembered reading that in her journal.]
[Action]
[Action]
Why do you wish to fly so badly?
[Action]
You can go anywhere an' see everthing if you can fly! Don't you ever look up and wanna be up in all o'it?
'Sides! Walking home'd be kinda tough. No d'rection, you see?
[Action]
I use to wonder what it was like, but then I had the chance to fly on my journey. In my world there are creatures called Enetelexeia. One of them can fly and carried our ship around the world.
[Action]
An Enta-what?
And it's gotta be really huge if it's big 'nough to carry a whole ship!
[Action]
[Action]
[Action]
Well... he's like a big monster that looks like he could swim like a fish, but flies instead. But unlike monsters, he's smart and kind.
[Action]
Re: [Action]
Yes! He is a lot like that! And he has fins.
[Action]
Do you like t'swim?
[Action]
[One can only guess how she managed to stay afloat when that boat sank that one time.]
[Action]
Me neither! Evertime I get too close to the dock, someone's gotta tell me how deep it is an' that I can't be swimmin' in it. An' the fountain's not really deep 'nough.