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Roof and possibly the surrounding sky, Monday evening

So everyone kept assuring her that this was still temporary, and Momoko believed them. Really she did. But just in case, she'd climbed up to the roof, Power Compact clenched tightly in her larger-than-usual boy hand.

She'd spent a few moments, just breathing and trying not to panic at the thought that maybe she couldn't transform anymore. And then finally she swept her ring (it barely fit her pinky finger now!!) across the Compact. She could FEEL the transformation happening, and she nearly yelled with joy.

Ah ah! She was wearing a skirt again! It felt so... weird. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a mirror.

"So I'm still a boy? Even transformed and in a skirt?" She stared at the mirror for a few minutes, tugging at her still short hair and wondering why she seemed so familiar... "AAAAAH! I LOOK LIKE BRICK!!!"

She nearly dropped the mirror in her shock. "Oh no. What if I have his powers? What if I can't FLY?!" She walked to the edge and looked out into the sky, feeling the wind. If she lost that...

[open! Blossom/Momoko looks like her Rowdyruff boy clone, Brick. In the Blossom costume.]

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James needed a bit of fresh air and the kind of perspective he only seemed to find while on top of a building. Troubles seemed different from a roof.

"Most people use the stairs," he said to the boy(?) near the edge.

"Use the stairs to fly?" Blossom turned, confused, and then smiled. "Ah! Hi James! Looks like you got lucky and got skipped over this time." Wait. "You are James, right? And not some girl who happens to look like James."

He tilted his head and blinked rapidly. Yes, that was a boy. In a skirt. A skirt that looked familiar--

"As far as I know, I'm still me. You certainly look different," he said. stating the obvious, not ungently. "Are you planning more rescue attempts?"

Blossom grinned. "I do look different, don't I. But it is me, Blossom." She frowned and plucked at the skirt. "And no. No rescues. No heroing at all. I don't even know if I can fly when I'm a boy."

"Have you tried? Is it something that comes from being a girl, or something from being...you?" he asked.

When his rapier turned from a sword into a girl, it didn't make it--her--any less sharp or direct.

"Maybe away from the ledge?" he asked He-Blossom.

Blossom smirked and jumped from the ledge back to the rooftop. Wow, that felt totally different as a boy!

"Actually, I haven't tried. This was the first time I even transformed. I had no idea if it would work or not. There aren't any boy heroes back home."

"There aren't any transformers back home," he said, grinning a bit. "We have heroes plenty."

Some might think James a hero.

"How does the flying work? Is it a spell? Magical item?" Look, all he ever saw was a magic hammer and a pendant forged into the forte of a sword giving it ~~+5 against demons~~ the power to hit summoned demons.

"Uh." Blossom tapped her cheek. "Well, technically It's the shoes that let me fly. But not just anyone can wear them and fly. You couldn't, for example."

A momentary image flitted across his mind of him flying from rooftop to rooftop, and he grinned a bit wider. "I would rather stick to the ground," he said dryly. "Seems safer somehow."

"Oh, flying's totally safe," Blossom assured him, adding a dismissive wave. "Birds usually don't bother you and it's real easy to avoid buildings and planes. You only have to worry about other flyers."

"You seem to be the only one about to take to the skies at the moment. It looks safe," he said wryly, looking around, exaggeratedly, for scores of people swooping and hovering around the rooftop.

"Yeah." Blossom's voice was wistful as she looked up at the gathering dark. She was actually afraid to try now. Or, really, afraid to fail. "There aren't many people who can fly, anyway, so it's usually pretty open and free when I'm up there."

"I've only had the feeling of flying once, and it was because I made a mistake in my former profession," he said, thinking of that four-story fall after he tried to stop the assassination, and of Anita, and the poison from the crossbow bolt--

"Not something I want repeated."

But falling was AWESOME!

"You've flown? I don't know how you could not want to do it again and again." She looked back at him curiously. "How did your old job let you fly by mistake?"

"I made a four story mistake," he said, grinning.

The grin was not a 'happy' grin. It was a grimace, and cold.

Blossom tilted her head, confused. "A four-storey mistake?" that made him fly?

...OH!

"James! What kind of job did you do that you fell off a building?!"

He grinned; this was much more natural.

"I was a fresh young squire, not like the old hand I am now," he said in a light tone, ignoring the fact that it was about two years between 'young squire' and 'old hand.'

"I had certain qualifications from my previous profession up to that point. Namely, I was, and still am, very good at getting where I am not wanted, such as the roof of a building," he said, gesturing around to the rooftop. Most people use stairs, but Jimmy the Hand used walls.

He tilted his head a bit and looked off into the distance. "I volunteered to check around the place as a courtesy to my liege on the day of his wedding to see if I could find any unwanted guests. I did."

"Ah! You were in a fight and got thrown off!" She chuckled. "I see. So you really haven't been flying before, just falling?"

"Just that, though a magician stopped my fall before the floor did." He shrugged, like it was common.

[Crashtime. Will continue tomorrow. Night!]

Blossom tilted her head, amused. "It totally hurts when there's nothing to stop you, believe me. And falling is not the same as flying."

"So did the wedding go okay? Even though you didn't stop the bad guys?"

"It went well the second time around," he said. "No more bad guys."

Just a slight delay to travel half a continent to find the antidote to cure the bride, that's all...

"Good!" Blossom sighed in relief. "I would be totally mad if my wedding got cancelled because of bad guys." Which, in her line of work, was probably going to happen at least once.

"So do you hate flying now, even though you weren't really flying then?"

"Right," he agreed." It wasn't canceled, just postponed for a road trip.

"I'm not sure. That was my only experience with it, and I would rather not have that again."

"Well, falling can be fun, too, if you do it right!" Blossom chuckled. "It's a totally awesome feeling just letting go. But then I can stop myself from hitting the ground."

She looked back out over the ledge and into the darkness that hid the town. "If I could, I'd offer to take you up."

He raised an eyebrow at the offer. "If you could, I'd take your offer."

"Really? Because it is fun, flying. And I wouldn't drop you." Blossom struck her palm with her fist. "I should try it, right? I should just jump and try to fly and see if it works. Maybe Dinah was right and that part of me hasn't changed?"

Yes, she was seeking encouragement from James; desperate times called for desperate measures. Besides, he'd been a good partner in the Leda rescue, even if they had argued a bit about how to go about things.

"You should try," he said, encouraging her to see if she (he?) still could because James was a Good Friend like that. It was something she seemed to focus on, if her abilities still worked while trapped in that form.

"I do not think you should start by leaping over the edge. Right here on the roof with the building underneath should be enough to see if it still works."

And then leap off the roof. Because James was a Good Friend like that.

He wasn't going to give her a push?

"You just don't want to have to take another friend to the clinic in case they get suspicious, right?" Blossom chuckled. "But I think I could do that. I mean, try it. You'll watch, right?"

He was not malicious, really, just aware that life can be cheap.

He grinned, then turned serious. "Suspicious? Yes. I do not want to stand out as the student who has incautious friends. They might suspect me of something." He tilted his head. "I'll watch. What do you have to do?"

This was silly. Blossom was superhero! She shouldn't be hesitating!

"I just have to throw myself at the ground, or in this case the roof, and miss!" Blossom chuckled as she climbed back up on the ledge and looked down; it was only a foot or so, not really enough to cause more than maybe a broken nose. She hoped. "I think. I mean, I've been flying since I was thirteen. I just jumped up and was flying. Which was good because there was a lion."

She drew a breath and jumped forward. And stuck.

"I can! I still can! James! I can still fly!" She zoomed around him laughing. "I look like Brick, but I'm still me!"

"The hard part is not missing," he said pointedly. He blinked rapidly at hearing the end of her speech. "A lion?"

He twirled, watching her zoom, laughing. "You did it!"

Blossom came to a stop, floating in front of him. Her face all smiles.

"A lion! He'd been released from the zoo and wanted my food."

"Lions will do that," he said sagely, matching her smile.

She laughed. "Not in the middle of a park in Tokyo City, they don't. Not normally."

James laughed with her. "Normal things do not always happen to normal people. Especially lions."

James was unaware that a lion would come into play in his own life in a decade or two.

"True! And normal is totally boring anyway, right?" Like the flying boy-who-was-supposed-to-be-a-girl really knew what 'normal' was?

"I don't see a lot of 'normal' here on this island," he said to the flying boy-girl-boy.

Blossom nodded. "That's totally what makes me like it so much! Everyone is different, and that means different is normal!"

He blinked. "I guess that means it does!" he said, realizing that statement.

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