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An Aerial Survey

Who: Zelda and The Summoner
Where: All over the island!
When: Morning, January 26th
Style: I'll follow!
Status: Sorta closed? I guess anyone on the island can point up at the big fairy troll, but they probably won't hear any words directed at them.

[For perhaps the first time in a female body, Zelda was wearing pants. It wasn't that she didn't trust Lysunder, it was more the idea of anyone on the ground below being able to see right up her skirt. For that reason, she was waiting near the elevator in Zelos's usual clothes, right down to a simple white headband in place of her tiara. They were a bit big, but nothing too severe. She shifts around nervously, waiting for the troll to arrive.]

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[Sometimes... sometimes really little things can make Lysunder really happy. Seeing the expression of someone who has never flown before, and are now for the first time? That's really something he can and has treasured ever since these wings fully grew in. After all, flying is the only way he can really feel free, even if it's fleeting.]

[A small chuckle, turning his gaze to look at her.]

It really is.

[With her next comment he nods, keeping his place in the sky and just enjoying the sights, Zelda's changing expressions included.]

Tell me when to move. Also, what about this uh, magic, you mentioned?

Oh!

[She pauses in her drawing, holding a hand out.]

Please don't be startled when my weight changes.

[The hand glows a soft golden color and suddenly, Zelda weighs about as much as a small child. It was a simple spell, one that she did often as Sheik to allow higher jumps.]

Is that better?

[He's still a bit startled, but not enough to really be noticeable. Summoner stays rather still as he flies.]

Oh... that's, how did you do that?

[She giggles, returning to her notes.]

Magic, silly. Do you truly not have magic on your world? It's alright if you don't, I've noticed that many worlds seem to not - especially those that have a strong technological side to them.

Magic, uh, not that I know of? Trolls are often born with abilities, but it's not magic. That's all just fantasy talk. It's kind of... neat that there are worlds where it exists.

I would be happy to show you more sometime.

[Alright, that covers this area... everyone knew about the little village, anyway.]

Let's continue. Could you head towards the east, please?

That would be something I would really enjoy.

[A grin and then, he nods, moving east. His eyes flicker over the city under him, wings quiet as they carry them both without a problem.]

Why did you want to do this again? Probably the same reason I mapped out the forest I'd guess?

For many reasons, really. For one, we can't be sure that the bubble will last forever and most of us need air to breathe. Also... this is one of the few areas that hasn't been fully mapped. There might be something here, some sort of clue.

[She shields her eyes from the wind so she can keep a good eye on how far they've come.]

I think I'd like a copy of it, if you don't mind. Heh, something like that is very useful. [He peers over, leaning his head to the side enough to try and look at her map.]

Maps are probably one of the most useful things someone can have on them.

[She holds it up so he can have a peek. It's just a quick outline for now, but it has the makings of a detailed map.]

You may certainly have a copy. I plan on giving one to anyone who asks. Goddesses know that the city hides enough things from us, we shouldn't hide things from each other.

[Her attention returns to the land below them. There's got to be something here.]

[Still moving east, his eyes survey, keeping rather silent as he flies. Eventually he sees a rather tall building at the edge of the island, and what looks to be an extremely small harbor, only holding a few docks. The tower, as Summoner gets closer, is apparently a light house. Or at least Summoner thinks so with the large open part at the peak of the building.]

Hmm, see that build way in the distance? The tall one. [It's still quite a ways away, but it's not too hard for him to make out.]

I see it, yes. Should we land and give it a look?

[Zelda's rapidly sketching the coastline as she speaks. Are there boats there?

Is there a way out?]

[Everything from this distance, looks very abandoned. The docks over washed many a time with no sign of maintenance, and the tall white building that is the lighthouse looks to be in about the same condition.]

Sure, I can up the speed to get there a bit faster?

[She finishes sketching, then tucks the map away and nods, holding on tight.]

Please do. I'm ready.

[Smile, nod, and he looks to the light house. His wings tense, closing his eyes, Summoner takes a moment to feel how the wind is moving around him. And just like this, he shoots forward. His arms hold her tight, making sure she's secure, and he has beaming smile on his face as he shoots towards the light house. Speed like this he adored, this was usually how he would fly on his own, hell, he certainly had a lot of practice doing it too. There was a lot of dodging that needed to happen when he had been on all those battle fields.]

[Strangely enough, the sudden speed doesn't frighten her at all. It feels like even if she were to fall, something would catch her. She laughs as they go down, just barely resisting the urge to spread her arms out.

She was definitely going to need to work out a spell for flying after this.]

[Again, seeing someone enjoy flying is uplifting and it just makes this all the better. Summoner keeps his speed fast, eventually getting to the clearing before the light house. He lands swiftly, leaning down and slowly going to place Zelda on her feet on the ground, before turning to the light house and folding his wings back.]

So.

[Zelda adjusts her weight so that she isn't tumbling all over the place or being blown over by strong winds. She turns to the lighthouse and walks up to it cautiously.]

Definitely abandoned. That's unfortunate...

[That doesn't stop her anyway. There might be something left behind, after all! She marches right in, though she is careful with her footing. You never know if the floorboards are rotten in a place like this.]

[String winds? Oh lord that... that would probably be a bit funny if it wasn't dangerous. Good choice to remember that, Zelda.]

Well, a lot of the forest is inhabitated, isn't it? Don't the people down in the bubble, not really... come up here? Or anything?

[He quickly goes to follow after her, up the high and steep hill to the lighthouse above, his eyes looking at the door and he pauses to see if it'll allow him to get in. His horns don't really allow him to enter most buildings. Thankfully, this lighthouse is rather large, and his he crouches low at first and goes sideways, he can get through the door.]

[He'll do it. Even though it always looks... silly. A sigh, but, he's inside, and he watches Zelda as she starts to look around the inside. Summoner spends most of his time looking around and just studying how it's built. Not too different from lighthouses back home... but there definitely is a difference. Eventually he starts to watch the floor and something in the dust catches his eye.]

Hey... Look.

[A few steps forward and he crouches down, looking at the dust that has yet to be unsettled by them. There looks to be... foot prints there, not either of theirs. Just a set of foot prints that have already unsettled the dust in places.]

Hm?

[Zelda moves over to where he's indicating, then pauses, ears twitching this way and that. Tracking isn't her strong suit, but if it's possible that they're not alone, she has a pretty good chance of hearing anyone else with them. She nods and silently takes out her SFC, taking a photo of the footprints.]

[It doesn't sound like they have company. The light house creaks around them though, so any old sound could seem like it was perhaps made by someone that was not either of them. Other then the foot prints, everything else is pretty untouched. The foot prints themselves lead somewhere else in the light house, but as for right here? Just a lot of dust, old wood, and various plants that have made their way inside.]

Should we, uh, be careful not to mess with the prints too much, or...?

[She stays quiet for a few minutes more, acclimating to the sounds of the lighthouse before deciding that they are, in fact, alone. The princess leans down to take a rough measurement of the footprints, adding that to the data with the picture along with another photo of her hand next to them for scale. She shakes her head.]

We don't have to be overly careful. I've taken a few photographs. It would be best if we didn't step all over them, but if the path becomes narrow and we must, then so be it.

[She bites her lips and looks up at his horns, then reaches for them. She asks before actually touching, though.]

May I?

Uh...

[Assuming she is going to grip along a part of his horn that isn't right next to his skull, then yes, he'll just nod. Again, he has to remember people that are not trolls don't quite understand the connotations of such a thing. But for him it doesn't really matter? he can't feel past either base anyway. Also he's making an effort to be good right now, so be happy Zelda, no perverted comments about grabbing his 'horn' right now.]

[Oh. Oh! He looks a little uncomfortable about that. It is something inappropriate after all! She waves her hands wildly.]

I-I don't mean anything by it, but, ah, I've changed my own shape for a disguise before and if I can get a feel for your horns I might be able to make them smaller temporarily so that they aren't in your way and...

[Okay, just going to go ahead and feel them now while not looking directly at him. She does get a little close to the base, but probably not so close that it's too stimulating.]

[Blink.]

...Smaller?

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