The Roof, Thursday Afternoon

[glacial_queen]

After saying goodbye to Triela, Karla'd had two options: go to her room and worry or do something, anything else. Since she had pretty much spent the past week doing the former, she'd opted for the latter today. Rather than sit on her bed and brood, only putting on her cheerful face when someone stopped by, she stayed inside only long enough to change into her bodystocking and then practically flung herself into the air.

A few laps around the island and she'd actually been feeling better. The exertion was enough to take her mind off the maenad things and she found herself in much better spirits by the time she came winging back to the dorm roof.

[Open like a rooftop, for both flyers and not!]

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[trickydemigod.livejournal.com]

After a strange foreshadowy day yesterday, Luke wanted nothing more than to be outdoors and be distracted by anything that had to do with deep thoughts. The roof was on the top of his list of places to hang out, if only because it didn't take much effort to get there.

He came up in time to catch Karla making her way back to the roof and for a moment there, all her could do was stare. He just wasn't used to people other than him flying around.

[glacial_queen]

Karla noticed Luke as she straightened back up after a quick loop and waved. Hey--hadn't Luke said he could fly, that day when all their stuff came to life? She put on an extra bit of speed and went winging her way over.

"Kiss kiss!" she called. "Lovely day for a fly. Wanna join me?"

She was curious about how he's fly in sneakers, it was true.

[trickydemigod.livejournal.com]

Now there was a great suggestion for a distraction. "Sure! It's been a while. Too long, I think."

Luke made sure he had some space to move before looking down at his shoes and saying "Maia" in a clear, authoritative tone. Immediately two pairs of white wings unfurled out of the shoes. They stretched a little, like they were glad to be out for once.

Luke pushed up a little, and flew up into a low hover, letting himself get used to the feeling of being in the air again. "Oh yeah, I've missed this."

[glacial_queen]

"I was just thinking the same thing," Karla said, doing a leisurely backflip before moving closer to examine his shoes. "Those are really cool," she said, envying Luke the ability to fly without having to change into a bodystocking before he went flying. "They were a gift, you said?"

[shes-got-legs.livejournal.com]

And, with all that flying going on, Scuttle actually waddled over across the roof to the other boy to see if he could get more from him on the quest for Ariel.

"Hey, there," he said. "How are ya? I'm looking for a girl, maybe you can help me."

[trickydemigod.livejournal.com]

There was only a second's worth of "bzuh?" before Luke managed to answer the talking bird. He knew centaurs, talking birds wasn't that far of a stretch. "Um, I could try to help, I guess."

[shes-got-legs.livejournal.com]

"Great!" said Scuttle, pleased with the progress he was making while on this roof. He slapped his wings together and rubbed them together happily. "Let's see. She's about yay tall, has a lot of hair, and legs."

Which was basically his catch-all description.

"Oh! Red hair. It's lot of red hair." He nearly forgot how helpful that hint had been.

[shes-got-legs.livejournal.com]

Flying around the island, looking for spots of particularly vibrant red hair down below, Scuttle didn't even notice the flying girl until he had just enough time to avoid her in a fluff of feathers.

"I knew it!" he called. "I just knew it! Humans fly! They didn't believe me, but I knew it!"

Finding a safe place on the roof to land, he lifted a wing and called out there, "Yoo-hoo! Flying human!" The wing then waved in the air. "Hello!"

[glacial_queen]

Karla pulled up, started, then backwinged to get a better look at the talking seagull. "Kindred?" she asked, a little blankly.

[shes-got-legs.livejournal.com]

"Nope!" said Scuttle. "But close! Name's Scuttle! Maybe you could help me out; I'm a-looking for someone, a girl, about yay high, pretty hair," clearly, as indicated by the fluff of feathers Scuttle ruffled out on top of his head, "has legs? You seen her?"

[endsthegame]

Eventually, Ender always made his way back to the roof; it was a nice place to sit, and read, or go through files if Ben seemed to be in an invasive mood.

Right now, though, he was simply out for a moment to stare across the town, which is why Karla got a slight smile as he made his way up the stairs.

[glacial_queen]

Like Karla wasn't going to pause a bit to chat with Ender. She'd missed him! He was just lucky that she though twice about just barreling into him for a hug. "You should get out your suit," she said. "Come fly with me! It's been too long!"

[endsthegame]

"Maybe next week," Ender replied, stuffing his hands down his pocket. "I'm not feeling particularly airy at the moment." Because there was no greater form of wit than puns, obviously.

[shes-got-legs.livejournal.com]

"Hallo!" Before taking off from his perch, Scuttle decided it might help to ask some of the other humans if they'd seen Ariel, too, so he called out to the boy and waved his wings. "Human boy! I'm a-looking for a girl, have you seen her?"

[endsthegame]

Even after all this time in Fandom, Ender still had to blink at being addressed by a bird.

He took a slight step back. "...Hi."

[wwiii]

Warren had been out for his daily flight around the island (which on its own was still something of a novel notion to him, yes) when he'd spotted wings by the dorms and decided to double back to see just who it was who had decided to take to the air today.

He was smiling by the time he made out the shape of the other flyer in question, yes.

"Not a bad day for flying," he called, waving as he got close, "is it?"

[glacial_queen]

"Just got better," Karla said, giving Warren a smile. "I'd ask if any day was really all that bad, but I went flying during a syrup rain and can say, without a doubt, yes it is."

She'd had to spend hours scrubbing syrup out of her wings.

[wwiii]

Warren's nose wrinkled just a little at the thought, yes.

"I had to get Bobby to help me with my feathers when the fire alarm went off during that chocolate mess," he offered, because that was pretty much the same idea, only with less flying and more feathers. "I would have been weeks cleaning that up without help. I think it's pretty safe to say that most of Fandom's weird feather? Is not so great for flying in."

Try flying through a shower of tiny giraffes or tennis balls or something. Really, there was such a thing as bad rain for flying. Fandom invented it.

[shes-got-legs.livejournal.com]

Scuttle hung out with a princess who was half fish, so a guy who was half seagull didn't make him blink an eye. Hoping that maybe he might have spotted that delightful ball of red hair he was searching for, he flapped on over and sailed beside him for a moment.

[wwiii]

Hey, Warren was totally fine with sharing the sky with another fine feathered fellow. Heck, there was a sort of kinship there, wasn't there? Just two guys out for a flight on a Thursday afternoon...

Warren couldn't help it. Seagull or no, he cast a little smile in the bird's direction. And a small nod, as well.

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

Why everyone hung out on the roof was a mystery to Maladicta. Especially considering there were so many indoors places with cool air and no sun.

But there she was. Once more trying this socialization thing in a place where she could crumble and turn to ash and be very cross for however long it took to come back.

At least she had an umbrella, though.

"You're flying," she pointed out needlessly. Just in case no one was reading all that narrative.

[shes-got-legs.livejournal.com]

"It's a good day for flying," offered Scuttle from where he'd plopped on his butt nearby, rocking back a little bit with his wings on his feet.

He may have forgotten for a moment, what he'd come up here for, and was just enjoying all the people and the sights and the flying around.

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

"And talking," Maladicta added, giving him a look to make sure there was no Gnome or Nac Mac Feegle on his back.

[glacial_queen]

"I am!" Karla said, smiling as she caught an updraft. "You...have an umbrella."

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

"It's sunny out," Maladicta pointed out wisely.