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[Open] I believe I can fly

Who: Reid Garwin and ANYONE!
What: Reid's discovered he can fly. Oh god. He's already abusing that power.
Where: All over Orlea
When: Today, April 7th
Warnings: Language, possibly

[Guess who woke up today and discovered that he can fly? This guy right here. Yup. And he doesn't even have to Use his own Power to do it. He doesn't know why and he doesn't know how, but hell if he's going to question it. And to think just a while ago he'd been talking about flying with Balfour and not being sure if he could do that on his own. Well, look at him now. He's taking advantage of this because who knows how long it'll last.

With that in mind, Reid is flying all over the place. Up around the tops of buildings and trees, low closer to the ground, whatever he feels like doing at any given time. Now, if only there was someone around for him to ~~bug the shit out of~~ share his joy with. Seriously, flying is fun, but it loses a little something without someone around to appreciate the flying.]

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_{[Well guess who's conveniently in the neighborhood again. He had just been coming to pester Reid.

Bother bother.]}

[Balfour, why don't you just move in here. Then Reid wouldn't have to miss you so much in between seeing you.

Speaking of seeing, oh look, a Balfour. With a grin, Reid swoops on down behind him, Using just a little for added finesse to hover behind him as he covers Balfour's eyes.]

Guess who.

_{[Balfour's not going to move in because he likes his pillow house. A lot.

He jumps when those hands go over his eyes, but then laughs at the voice, leaning back against him.

Oh, and guess what's following him? A large pillow. Fwomp, don't mind it batting you on the head there, Reid.]}

You're so mean!

_{[Only not. He's laughing.]}

[Well, gosh, fine then. Love that pillow house more than Reid, see if he cares.

Reid actually, you know, moves to stand on the ground behind him instead of floating there now, and laughs when the pillow hits him.]

What is that? And I know I am, but you love it.

_{[Balfour has an unhealthy obsession with pillows. Very unhealthy. So having a pillow house is like a dream come true.

And now that Reid's on solid ground, Balfour backs up against him completely and turns his head to kiss his cheek.]}

One of the pillows from my floor. I figured out I could move them and I wanted to show you.

_{[Yeah that pillow's crowding in on Reid, too, and now it's almost like they're laying vertically against a soft something.]}

Can you imagine how useful this talent can be?

_{[Waggling eyebrows? What wagglign eyebrows?]}

[He grins, laughing.] I guess the weird stuff isn't restricted just to people flying all over Orlea then.

[Actually that whole moving (living?) pillow thing is kind of creeping him out a little. Pillows shouldn't move like that, it's weird.]

Right, because everyone wants to do it on moving pillows. [At least, that's the first thing that comes to his mind...]

_{[Balfour laughs softly and turns, pushing Reid up against a suddenly immobile pillow.]}

It moves at my will. If you want it to stay still, I can make it stay still.

_{[Like right now, because it was essentially acting as a soft wall right now.]}

Much better. [He smiles, tilting his head to the side.]

You know that's kind of what it's like being a warlock. Only instead of moving pillows it's whatever you want.

Speaking of, I seem to remember that we were talking about flying once.

Is it?

_{[Well then having Reid's powers would be fun.]}

See, it's more like having a Talent back home. You had one thing you could do, maybe two if you were really lucky. _{[And inbred]} But that was rare.

_{[He crowds up closer, arms going on either side of Reid's head.]}

We were. Would you like to make good on that offer? I can even guard us to keep us from getting hurt.

_{[See, that's a good thing about having a pillow following him around, though he regrets, briefly, only having brought one.]}

[It is fun.]

Psh. We can do anything. [Almost anything.

His smirk coupled with wide, innocent eyes probably makes him look...not remotely innocent at all. Especially not when he rests his hands on Balfour's hips, pulling him a little closer.]

I would. And please, the only protection we need is my arms around you.

_{[Balfour relaxes easily into Reid's grip, the pillow backing off just a bit so that he could get his arms around Reid.

When he speaks, it's a whisper.]}

Well, what's stopping you now?

Absolutely nothing.

[Except no, Balfour, you're getting carried. So, don't mind Reid's eyes as they turn black-he needs the boost in strength-or when he just sweeps Balfour off of his feet, quite literally, to carry him bridal style. ~~Because this is totally Superman style, shut up.~~]

Let's hit the skies then, Lois. [And into the air they go!]

Lois?

_{[He doesn't get the reference, though he does snuggle in quite happily and lay his head on Reid's shoulder. And then he's laughing as they're flying, arms tight around his neck. He doesn't want to fall.]}

Who's Lois?

Sorry, I keep forgetting.

[That they're from different worlds and there probably isn't Superman or any comics wherever it was Balfour's from again.

He laughs, taking them straight up until they're over the trees and the buildings, then he just kind of drifts along, this way and that.]

Lois Lane, Superman's sweetheart. He's a comic book superhero, the Man of Steel. One of his powers is flight, so that kind of makes me Superman right now.

[Oh. There's kind of a double meaning in there, isn't there? One that Reid hadn't even intended. If he's Superman and Balfour is Lois, it could be taken to mean that he's saying Balfour's his sweetheart. Which is something that Reid would never say-at least, not in those exact words. Sounds too soft. Doesn't mean it's not true, though.]

Oh, I see.

_{[And he catches on to the double meaning. It makes him smile and kiss Reid's jaw gently. He didn't mind being his sweetheart, even if he was only a temporary replacement for something better.]}

This is nice. Not as nice as flying on Anastasia, no offense, but it is nice. I have missed flying.

[He laughs, grinning.]

No offense taken. I'm not exactly a perfect replacement for a dragon after all.

I bet I'm hotter though, at least.

Oh, only when she's not breathing fire.

_{[He laughs softly, clearly teasing, taking 'hot' literally instead of as a measurement of attractiveness.]}

Of course. [He laughs, flying them over to the roof of a tall building and landing there. Once he's on his feet, he shifts to set down Balfour.]

I can do a lot of things a dragon can't though. [Yeah, he's playfully teasing, but there's an innuendo in there too.]

I'm sure you can.

_{[He backs away and pats Reid gently on the cheek, giving him a little smile, as if saying 'good puppy.']}

[He laughs, smiling brightly. Yeah, he knows that look, though it's the one he's usually giving Tyler.]

I give good back rubs, and I can cook.

[No, no he can't :| Boy manages to burn water. Don't let him near a kitchen unless you want the house burned down.]

Well, how about you give me a back rub and I'll make you dinner?

_{[He smiles, sliding up against Reid, kissing his cheek.]<}

Sounds good to me.

[He laughs, smiling.]

[Porrim's been testing out her new power ever since waking up to find out that, well, everyone else was doing it. The first thing she does is change into slim black pants and a jade green top emblazoned with her caste symbol, and then she takes to the skies, cautiously at first and then more fearlessly. There are people all over up here, so it stands to reason she'd run into a familiar face or two.]

Hi there.

[She's behind his shoulder, grinning. It's daytime, so she's not bioluminescent like the first time she met Reid—grey skin and white eyes, this time.]

Hmm?

[He didn't recognize her by voice, but as soon as he'd turned around-yeah, it was hard to forget that face. Reid grinned.]

Well hello. Imagine seeing you up here. Great day for flying, isn't it?

[Floating comfortably in mid-air, she crosses one leg over the other, the picture of relaxation.]

Lovely. Enjoying your newfound freedom?

You bet I am.

[He grinned still and shrugged, stretching his arms over his head.] Never could exactly fly before.

No?

[Her voice is mild, teasing.] A few of my friends could. It was never my lot to reach that level, however, so this is a nice change of pace.

Really? Cool.

We mostly just levitated back home.

[Well, and a bit here, but only once. He could say that without totally spilling their secret, right? Yeah.]

Levitated? Really. I wasn't aware that was a normal human ability.

[She gives him a look, and it's almost a challenge.]

But then, maybe you're not normal.

[He grinned and shrugged, ever so innocent.]

There isn't really anything normal about me.

[There were plenty of things, actually, but it sounded better that way, you know?]

[She shifts into the mid-air equivalent of laying on her stomach.]

I've found that's true of most people, no matter how much they think otherwise. For example, me.

[She laughs.]

I might like to think I'm normal, but I'm an alien vampire ghost.

Yeah. That's pretty cool though. [Except for the ghost part, that's just kind of...sad.]

It's unique. You're probably the only person like that I'll ever meet.

[He smiled and oh so casually spun around to float upside-down, shoving his hands in his jacket pockets to hold it in place.]

[She snorts, watching him flip around and lowering herself so their faces are level.]

I should hope so. I don't think all of them would be as nice as me. [There's a glint of teeth, to drive her point home, but she's mostly joking. Her kind, at least, would never feed without permission.]

[He grinned. He wasn't exactly worried about things like that. Being a warlock, he figured he could fend off dangers like that.]

I bet you're the most beautiful of them all, too.

[She shrugs, but she doesn't deny it.]

I bet you say that to all the alien girls.

Only the pretty ones.

[At this rate he was never going to stop grinning.]

Oh? Have you met many?

[She's teasing, now, but she's enjoying it. Even if it's a bit weird, flirting mid-air.]

Oh yeah, lots.

[No he hasn't, and his face says as much.

Floating around in mid-air was definitely the oddest place he'd ever flirted with anyone before, but it was also kinda nice. Relaxed.]

I'm sure.

[She leaves it at that but pulls herself into an upright position, almost as if she were sitting in a chair.]

So why is it do you think we're suddenly able to fly? Seems like a strange power to grant to people who are supposed to be trapped.

Hmm, dunno.

[He shrugged, flipping back around to float right side up because he was starting to get dizzy upside-down.]

Probably means we couldn't even fly outta here, though.

[She snorts.]

I doubt the Queen would let us have even the slimmest chance of escaping. Not that I'd know what to do once I did.

Yeah. From what I've seen [Not that he's seen a lot, either.] she doesn't seem like the type to just retract her claws so easily and let us go.

And after the things I've been told here, I'm not even sure what would be waiting for me back home. [Would he go back to the last thing he remembered, would it be more like what Pogue remembered, or what Tyler had told him. And then there was Chase... Thinking about it was kind of headache worthy.]

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