Front lawn of the school, Wednesday evening

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

Jude had finally found a use for all those books his parents had sent him. He'd also found a use for those few pieces of plywood he had found lying around. And a convenient bench.

If he stuck this, it would be truly righteous.

Jude felt that there should be music of some sort. A cape. He definitely needed a cape. Luckily, he still had the plaid blanket from last week's movie crammed into the bottom of his backpack. He took his position about ten feet away, got set, and took off.

The casual observer would have seen a caped figure sailing up a very high and very precarious ramp. They would have also seen that ramp start to disintegrate underneath his wheels, creating a trajectory much different than the one he had intended. With this trajectory, there was a tree in the way.

Jude hit the ground in a crumpled heap.

"Haaaaaarsh," he whimpered.

[[My ankle is sprained. Thus, Jude must be horribly injured. It makes sense in my head. Anyone want to help?]]

Comments

[bookwormwood.livejournal.com]

"You want me to take you to the infirmary or something...?" She's used to the strange skater talk. She's lived too close to California all her life.

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"Nah, I should be . . ." Jude tried to untangle himself and had some trouble standing up. As in, he couldn't. "Er . . . yes?"

[bookwormwood.livejournal.com]

Matilda smiles in her most comforting manner, and seeing as she's so adorable, it might help..? "I'm going to lift you up okay?"

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

It was a little comforting. Jude smiled and then eyed her. She didn't look much bigger than him. "Okay?"

[bookwormwood.livejournal.com]

Matilda waves her hand a bit and Jude slowly starts to rise off the ground. "I'm not hurting anything right? I'll move you slower if I am."

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

Jude's eyes went wide, but then again, his girlfriend has wings and can turn into a crow. "Uh, no. No, I'm . . . ow. Good. Ow."

[bookwormwood.livejournal.com]

She finally giet his fully into the air. "Still good?"

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"Ow. But still not as big ow as a walking-ow would be ow, which is a pretty big ow."

[bookwormwood.livejournal.com]

"Good. I'll try to move you carrfully then." He might notice this feels a bit like a car ride where there's no bumps.

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"Thanks, bra." Jude's brow furrowed a little bit. "Hey, didn't I make you pancakes?"

[bookwormwood.livejournal.com]

"Yes. I love pancakes." She smiles. "You did make them well. And on a stick."

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"You totally deserve more pancakes for doing this." Jude eyed the distance between him and the ground. "Uh, what are ya doing?"

[bookwormwood.livejournal.com]

"Using telekinesis. It's not a strain on me at all so don't worry."

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

Jude had been worrying. "Okay. That's good. I mean, um, thanks."

[bookwormwood.livejournal.com]

"Yeah I could.. lift a bus probably. Maybe even a truck. Anyways. Here we are." They finally made it to the clinic. (http://community.livejournal.com/fandom_clinic/222468.html?thread=6298884#t6298884)