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knifemonopoly) wrote2021-02-05 06:28 pm
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WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, PLAYER1. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 10.11.0.0.01 *** PLAYER1 has joined 10.11.0.0.01 <PLAYER1> If you're looking for someone you knew as Yugi before June, you've found him! It's Atem, leave a message. | ||||
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[That's all he says, because it's true. Like Atem, he had carefully curated his powerset so that he was stronger, more effective, and altogether better at helping others.
He doesn't want to argue the point, not when honestly, Atem isn't trying to--he's just trying to be pragmatic, which is something that Ryou often leans on. Being positive is rarely a good move, after all. Especially in this place.
That said, he can't help but curl his wings tightly around Atem while his arms give an extra tight squeeze.]
But none of that now. We ought to stay on task, right?
[...So why doesn't he unfurl his wings?]
Um...w-well, give me a minute, actually. They're not behaving.
[Surprise. Extra long wing cuddle.]
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[Oh, no, Ryou's wings don't want to let go. Atem takes the opportunity to make another face-nuzzle scent-mark pass, and lets the debate over whether Atem can be helped rest there: it's not that he doesn't believe in Ryou, it's that he believes Ryslig will harm him and that there's nothing anyone can do to help that.]
You'll have to make them listen to you, if you want to be a flier.
[Is he purring? There's a little bit of a purr.]
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...Then his feathers ruffle a bit when Atem insists he has to make the wings listen. He does but also...he's pouting because Atem is teasing him.]
See if I hug you with them again, then...
[It sounds indignant, but Ryou is kidding.]
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[A wink of one bat-eye. If Ryou's this reluctant to let go of him, with the wings....he's certain more wing hugs are in his future.]
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[Atem's a brat. News at 11. It might almost come off that Ryou's mad, the way he squints and scowls...but actually, he's putting effort into remembering how the wings connect to his body, what muscles control them, and then...finally pulling them back.
His facial expression relaxes once they're spread wide open. It's actually quite an expressive wingspan, he imagines. They have to be big, to carry his weight.]
There. Alright. I think...maybe I ought to get a better feel for them...
[So saying, he tries to stretch them upward, reflexively stretching his body as well. It, again, takes some doing, but by the end of it, the tips of his primaries are pointed straight up, and the bat wing is stretched upward as well. Hands are clasped over his head as well, arms stretched up so luxuriantly as to pull his shirt up and reveal just a bit of his furred belly. Oops.
(The shirt probably isn't long for this world, not once he starts flying. But he's not worried about that.)
...He purrs lowly as he relaxes and lowers his wings. Stretching feels nice!
As he starts to flap them partially, to get a rhythm down, he glances at Atem.]
Um, sorry. Do you stretch before you fly, or do you just...do it? I know this seems unnecessary, but I'm a little...um. I don't want to jump without knowing that I can flap them.
[VALID CONCERN?]
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If he were less drained by the weak fog, or had more blood in him, Atem might wonder why they're practicing flying at all, instead of letting him get his hands under the front of that shirt...but, as it is, he's content to look.]
--hm?
[Until he's pulled out of it by a direct question.]
No, but...I'm an undead-type. The way my muscles work might be different from yours...
You should probably get a feel for flapping them first.
[Half of Atem's brain is giving good advice. The other half is thinking about how Ryou's belly fur is white.......]
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Hm, well, that might be true.
[Flapflapflapflap]
You don't have circulating blood, and I would assume that would be important. But some undead, especially vampires, are very fast. I wonder if it's just magic...? Surely it's more complicated then that?
[Ryou's not much of a scientist, but he does like thinking about weird things, and he likes monsters...for the most part.]
...I think my bones are solid even now, so if I can fly...that's some kind of magic as well, I suppose.
[His flapping slows, and he nervously starts to walk to the edge again. He really should have worn a good shirt today...he'd decided to wear the torn one because the other shirt irritated his back and he was home anyway...but now he's on the roof of the 38-8, with a half-torn shirt, about to jump off and pray he can glide.]
Um. You're going to jump with me, right...?
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And I'll catch you, if you start to fall.
[Better hope those pants are more durable than the shirt, because Atem's going to have to grab onto something.]
You can try jumping off the ledge back onto the roof, first. See what it feels like to get lift under your wings.
sorry for this it just happened. i couldn't resist
[Ryou knows that makes sense, he's just trying to put up a brave front. It's not working very well, he imagines, but at least he's trying, right?
Nervously, he drops to all fours in one slow, smooth movement. As a manticore, he does have a high jump radius. Not quite as high as when he was a werewolf, but pretty high anyway. He flares his wings out to either side, takes a deep, calming breath...then jumps in place.
It's not artful. It is high enough that he can flap his wings downward in one powerful motion though, propelling himself upwards and giving him at least ten feet of height. Unfortunately, it's at a dangerous angle, and Ryou panic-flaps his wings out of sync in an attempt to straighten himself out.
...And there he goes over the roof edge. The panicked yowl he lets out sure is something, sorry to anyone who was trying to sleep.]
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[Down 8 floors -- Ryou will probably land on his feet -- but it's eight floors and the fog is weak, Atem won't risk injury to him --
Atem jumps off the edge of the roof, like he's done plenty of times before, and swoops down toward Ryou. If Ryou's used his tail to right himself, Atem will grab him around the waist with two outsized, gold-clawed hands at the bottom of his arc, then shout to be heard over the wind--]
Spread your wings!
[Any glide Ryou can manage will help Atem, since he's able to fly with another monster, but Ryou's got a lot of bulk in his wings and tail and anything that's not dead weight will keep Atem's flight magic from giving out in his weakened state.]
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He hadn't heard Atem say his name, understandably, but he does feel Atem's wiry arms close in around him, and he hears "Spread your wings!"...so he tries to do just that.
Three stories later...he manages to spread them out and catch air. The pressure of air working against the feathers and batlike wing makes his chest hurt, but better a bit of overstretched muscles than a broken wrist or something worse. Now he's moving at a much, much lower rate of descent, but his heart is still pounding like mad, and his fur is standing on end. That was definitely a shock he didn't expect.
Also that shirt is gone, revealing his patterning and the white fur that runs down his chest and belly. He's not worried about it he doubts Atem's worried about it either.
Flying takes priority!]
Nnngh! I'm sorry, I didn't--mean to lose my balance...!!