24 - Rogue

[radiantwingedone]

Who: Duke and ANYONE
Where: Plaza
When: All week! Monday and Tuesday at intervvals but... just about any time day/night for the rest of the week o/
Style: Brackets, but if you want action, I WILL FOLLOW

[ So Sunday had been a particularly bad day for Duke, although it did end up with him eating a bit more than usual because wow, it should not have been that easy for him to get knocked down-

But monday morning felt fine. Mostly because he got hit with the curse, and once again was able to sprout wings and... ignore any normal needs. Although he did find it a little harder to talk this time... Perhaps he was a different sort of angel? Still had a crystal... Oh well.

This mostly left him with a great deal more hours than he had for the past weeks, and so the ordo-Zel house is swiftly filled with the smells of apples and baking... Because if he remembers the days right, then this is close to that gift-giving holiday and...

He can't really think of much.

The problem with a full twenty four hours to spend doing something is that he ends up with way more apple pies than he has people he knows. Everyone Duke knows the name of gets 1(one) Apple Pie with 1(one) slightly magicked pie tin. The tin will keep the pies at a nice warm temperature, and will do this again if they are cooked in the pie tin. Something to do with "absorbing and storing heat from the oven and giving it slowly back over time", the note explains. Don't make cold pies in this tin, obviously.

This does leave a great deal of pies left over, and after some thought, Duke takes them to the plaza and the coral. This was newcomer time, wasn't it?

Now there's a table with pies, notes attached explaining "keep-warm pie tins", and a small paper sign proclaiming them as free apple pies. Yup. ]

(OOC: FEEL FREE TO FIND HIM DELIVERING PIES TO CHARACTERS WHO HE KNOWS. Just mention "christmas" or something in your tag and I will know it is his gift-giving o/ ANYONE CAN GET PIES FROM THE PLAZA...

Duke is also a Symphonian Angel for this -)

Comments

[redcladidealist]

New names? Does that mean they're not the same person? Or are they, but they've just... changed?

[radiantwingedone]

Did not have chance to converse with spirits.

[ He should go find and talk to Yuri about it... ]

[redcladidealist]

Huh...

[Which isn't as definite an answer as he'd like, but probably the best he'll get. Best to let it go for now.

His eyes drift to Duke's wings again.]

...say. Do you know how to use your wings?

[radiantwingedone]

... Somewhat. Hard to remember that do not function as solid wings do.

[ He keeps thinking he needs to use them like a bird does. Or that they can go through things. ]

[redcladidealist]

[Lloyd pauses. That sounds like...]

...you've had solid wings before?

[radiantwingedone]

[ Duke shakes his head 'no'. ]

More familiar with flight of things with solid wings.

[ He mimics things. ]

[redcladidealist]

Oh. I guess that makes sense.

[Before Colette got her wings, he could probably have said the same thing, too.]

Well, maybe we could practice together. I'm still getting used to mine, too.

[radiantwingedone]

... If you like.

[redcladidealist]

[Taking that for encouragment, Lloyd concentrates for a moment and summons the mana he needs for his wings. It still doesn't seem to come as easily and instinctually as it does for Colette, but at least they appear when he wants them.]

You ready?

[radiantwingedone]

Mmn. [ Duke flicks his a little, looking up.

And he'll go into the air now. ]

[redcladidealist]

[Lloyd follows him up, a little awkwardly because, whether he realizes it or not, he has much the same problem with treating his wings like solid things that need to flap. He does rise, though, bobbing a little bit.]

Wanna race around the fountain?

[Because just practicing would be boring.]

[radiantwingedone]

[ Duke tilts his head, then shrugs. He holds up three fingers, and counts down. 'One' comes with a sort of 'start' arm-slash, and he will ... Fly fast?

Watch out though, Duke can be very fast when he wants to... ]

[redcladidealist]

[Probably faster than Lloyd right now, clumsy as the young man is with his attempts at flight. With a strong beat of his wings, he takes off on the downstroke of Duke's hand, and only barely avoids crashing into the fountain.]

Wh-whoa!

[He does manage to dodge it, though! Continuing on with the race!]

[radiantwingedone]

[ that's okay, Duke is going into this corner a little too fast, and attempting to actually move his wings about to slow down is... not working so well for him.

... At least he can't feel any bruises he gains from hitting the building once or twice to correct his direction? ]

[redcladidealist]

Whoa, careful there!

[Lloyd flares his wings, trying to figure out how to slow down and back up to check on Duke's condition.]

You all right?

[radiantwingedone]

... Forgot was more will based.

[ He feels like he is, although he does heal himself just to make sure.

And then he's up again - and getting better at those corner things. ]

[redcladidealist]

[Lloyd watches Duke for a moment to be sure, losing ground to him in the process. Once the other man rounds the corner, it suddenly dawns on the teen that Duke is beating him.]

H-hang on! Wait up!

[He tries to go faster to catch up!]

[radiantwingedone]

[ Duke sort of turns upside down in watching Lloyd for that comment. ]

... Thought was race...

[redcladidealist]

Come on, I got distracted! Can't we start over?

[It's a feeble excuse and he knows it, but the words tumble out anyway.]

[radiantwingedone]

Two of three.

[ They can race multiple times, but they aren't going to start this one over. ]

[redcladidealist]

[Dammit.

Lloyd takes a breath, then lets it out.]

Okay, you're on.

[He straightens with the challenge.]

Ready?

[radiantwingedone]

[ Lloyd. Duke wouldn't have offered that option if he wasn't ...

But he nods, finding a good spot to hover and wait. Lloyd can start them this time. ]

[redcladidealist]

[Lloyd flutters up until he's even with Duke, still awkward with his flight. Once he's ready, he lifts his hand.]

Okay... Go!

[He drops his hand and takes off, eager to race against Duke. The next hour or so goes much like that, Lloyd not exactly winning, but not falling completely behind, and while he huffs at his losses, he's not really that upset. Either way, he's getting practice and he's having a good time.]