vatheon | 011 ∫ Flying helps with the grief...

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011 ∫ Flying helps with the grief...

Characters: James Potter and YOU
Location: The plaza
Time: Afternoon
Style: Any
Status: Open

With Lily upset over what she left behind, Shin trying to put on a brave face for losing Sirius, and James knowing where his best friend had gone back to, the Marauders House was the most depressing place in the bubble right now. So James had, once again, sneaked out a broomstick and tried to clear his head the way he would have done back home.

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Flying was a good way for Trunks to relax--despite the effort involved, it was something he could always do.

And he didn't need a broomstick to do it, it's for that reason that he slows and halts in midair to watch James flying curiously. He knew magic existed--but he'd never seen someone using it to fly like that before.

Nasuti knew even before seeing Shin that Sirius's absence would have a heavy effect on her friend...it was only natural that she had started to worry about the others too. They were friends of a friend, and if they were unhappy, it was sure to rub off a bit on others.

"Hey." Nasuti remained subdued in her greeting to James. "How's everyone holding up?"

Not that she wasn't troubled by it, too. Sirius was one of the first people kind to her upon her arrival here. She would miss him, too.

Kaito, once again, found himself frustrated beyond all belief with the whole pretending to be the great detective Shinichi Kudo and once again snuck off just to clear his head-When things suddenly turned into a train wreck he just had to get out for awhile. This time he was wearing a cap to cover his eyes so that no one could recognize him.

He wandered around for a bit-staying clear of the edge of town and found himself at the plaza. He leans against one of the buildings and by chance looks up-... someone is on a broomstick. Great.

Rue is simply watching overhead, having noticed James fly up on his broomstick; but she doesn’t say anything right away. She is reserved and keeps to herself; and in actuality, she doubts he is even the only one who can fly here in this strange city. But it does fascinate her, so he seems to keep track of him and wait for him to land.

“…You can fly.”

(Just a quiet observation.)

[James was too busy trying to think of a way to cheer both himself and his housemates up that he didn't even realise he was being watched! Excuse him please.]

[It took James a few minutes to realise he'd been spoken to but once he had, he looked down at Nasuti with a small smile. She was a good friend after all. Landing not too far away, he walked over to her with a shrug.]

As well as can be expected, I suppose.

Nasuti returned James's small smile with her own uneasy one. "I'm sorry you lost your friend. I know it must be hard on all of you..." It was hard to say if Shin was taking the brunt of the pain, but she imagined that, at least, the other Marauders had going home to look forward to, whereas Shin...

"I haven't had a chance to see Shin, I..." She cast her eyes to the side, her brow furrowing slightly. "I'm sorry about that, but...Touma's been keeping after him well, I think."

It was true; the air was so stifling inside the house that Shin as well had been looking for an excuse - any excuse - to get out.

That was why he caught sight of James flying around from his spot on the rooftop. Shin was busying himself with Sirius's motorcycle - polishing the metal, checking the fluids, and generally inspecting the bike as best he knew how from watching Sirius do it.

He did, however, spare a smile at the sight of James in what Shin believed to be his favorite seat in the whole world.

James nodded. "The house just seems so empty without him." Sirius had been there ever since James had. The bubble didn't seem complete without him.

"Thanks, Nasuti."

James could see almost everything from his current height and was still feeling a little tight chested. What he needed was a good dive to make his head pound and his pulse race. So he flew up as high as he could, picked his spot, and dived, broom first, towards the ground.

It takes James a while before he wants to set foot back on the ground. Up high feels less like reality, and landing makes everything so final. But once he does, he turns towards the voice.

"Um...yeah."

Once James caught sight of his friend, he flew over, hovering without landing.

"Hey."

He didn't really know what to say. Sirius was his friend, but he'd be Shin's boyfriend.

Kaito is no stranger to diving off high places to clear his head-it's a great form of stress relief. He may be a little started when James goes for a dive but it doesn't show as he's sure that he'll pull out of the dive before he hits the ground... after all... A straight fall like that would kill a person.

"Hey."

He gestured back to the bike. "I hope you don't mind. I'm..." His face was neutral. "I'm not sure what else I should be doing right now."

She approaches him, at first not knowing what to say. Just examining him, watching the way he handles that broom he’s just used…just like something out of a storybook. She doesn’t know what to think, but she knows she isn’t seeing things, and he certainly isn’t trying to hide it. So she shrugs tilting her head quietly with a soft grin.

“It isn’t every day you meet someone who can. At least…I certainly do not.”

A pause. And then she figures she may as well ask:

“What is your name?”

Nasuti sighed, thinking back about her place. She was used to living alone in her grandfather's house back in Chiba, but still, not having the rowdier of the Troopers in this place made the emptiness seem even more expansive.

"If you ever need a change of scenery, my door is always open. Any of you."

Another nod. "Thanks." He's really at the end of his broomstick and will probably take her up on that soon enough.

It wasn't quite a Wronski Feint but James was almost too close to the ground when he pulled up, panting and grinning. The dive was exactly what he had needed. A rush, if only for a moment.

"Oh." A Muggle. Great. But right now, he wasn't really bothered. "It's quite normal where I come from."

In that pause he almost flew again but waited and heard the question.

"James Potter. Yourself?"

James just flew down, feet grazing the ground and placed a hand on his friend's shoulder. "It's fine."

"Talked to Shin at all?" Nasuti was skeptical that Shin would be forthcoming with how he was doing if Nasuti were to talk to him. While very much in touch with his feelings, the Troopers for the most part avoided being upfront with Nasuti about things that troubled them. They were concerned with burdening her, and at times, leaving things to speculation burdened her than really knowing what was going on in their heads.

The best she could do was find out second-hand. "He's quiet, but usually not this much."

Kaito is impressed, and that's not a very common thing. He smirks and pulls his cap down lower as he can't run the risk of someone recognizing him-however small that chance maybe.

"Not bad." He comments with a shrug. "I take it you're also a fan of diving off high places in order clear your head?"

“…Rue.”

She notices that he’s so ready to leave. So soon after they’d met, too—a bit rude. She could probably find a lot of questions to ask about a world where flying is normal; but he looks like he has more important things to worry about, so she doesn’t follow through on that.

“I hadn’t realized you were in a hurry.”

He sighed. "I'm not exactly. Just trying to run away from my problems." He shrugged. "It was nice to meet you, Rue."

James nodded with a smile. "Nothing like it, is there?"

"Once I think. He was quieter than usual." He nodded. "Sirius' leaving has hurt us all."

“Yes. Same to you, James.”

She shrugs as well, consumed by silence for a moment because she isn’t quite sure what to say to that. She is hardly the champion of dealing with her problems, either, but—well, it would probably be rude to leave him hanging.

“Though I was under the impression that running away from your problems often makes them worse.”

James almost laughed! "Oh I know. Why do you think I'm flying?" It was a bad joke but he didn't care. So he mounted his broom and kicked off again, flying high and low and keeping an eye on Rue. Showing off to someone who keep his mind off things.

Heh. At that, Rue doesn't say anything. She gets the sense that is a rhetorical question, so she just watches him mount his broom and take off to the skies. It is true, then. A magnificent sight, to be sure--and though she thought it might be a subtle hint that she should leave, she notices him keeping an eye on her and stays.

She folds her arms, attentive as if she were being treated to a show.

What kind of trick would he do next?

[After a few boring tricks, he decides he needs another rush and heads up high. Once there, he dives at Rue, faster and faster, only pulling up before he hit the poor girl. There had been plenty of time, but James didn't really trust himself as much as he usually does today.

It's surprising, to be sure.

Perhaps she scares easily. She is just a little girl, in the end, even though she thinks she's a bit more than that. But when he rushes down at her, her heart races, leaning back and ready to run before he pulls up again. She's breathing heavily as she continues to watch him, trying to steady herself once more.

He wouldn't hear her if she said anything about this, of course, but there's a bit of a smirk on her face.

It looks a bit forced, though, and it's hard to tell whether she truly enjoyed that little stunt or not. But either way, she's intrigued.

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011 ∫ Flying helps with the grief...

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I-I couldn't resist

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Sorry about the style change

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It's ok! I do it all the time. XD;;;

l-lol okay

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