(Our Planned Skit, Take 3) . The Air Up There
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[The image that swims into view, if you're viewing, is a man's midsection. The man has a white t-shirt on and what looks to be an unbuttoned uniform shirt of some kind over it. There's a moment of muffled laughter as the camera adjusts to its subject's unusual orientation, and the field widens to reveal Keith. He's currently hovering in mid air, a blue glow outlining his body and shining in his already very blue eyes.
Sensing the camera has completed its adjustments, Keith runs a hand through his hair, which looks a little wind-blown, and tries not to grin so widely.]
Hello, everyone! Ah, I know I haven't seen some of you in a while. I've been working very hard at my job as an officer of the peace and spending time with a few new friends I've made here. I've been happy to hear about the things you've remembered, and I've remembered a few things myself. It's nice to know my full name-- Keith Goodman, it's nice to know that I like my eggs sunny-side-up, and it's nice to know that I seem to have some kind of power over the wind or the air! I mean, I can manipulate the wind to carry me-- if I want to, and I can fly, but not very fast, unless there's a high wind. I've been experimenting in an unpopulated area because I didn't want to frighten or injure anyone. But my control of the power is pretty fine. I can also direct the wind with gestures.
[At this point, Keith settles, feet on the ground. The blue glow diminishes.]
It's great being able to fly, of course! But I don't really know what I actually do with this power when I'm at home. I don't have any memory of that yet. I hope I remember that soon. In the meantime, now that you all know, you won't be surprised to see me in the air when I'm not on duty. Although I am going to talk to the Sergeant and ask if I can use my power on patrol. I think it might be useful!
Thank you!
[The image that swims into view, if you're viewing, is a man's midsection. The man has a white t-shirt on and what looks to be an unbuttoned uniform shirt of some kind over it. There's a moment of muffled laughter as the camera adjusts to its subject's unusual orientation, and the field widens to reveal Keith. He's currently hovering in mid air, a blue glow outlining his body and shining in his already very blue eyes.
Sensing the camera has completed its adjustments, Keith runs a hand through his hair, which looks a little wind-blown, and tries not to grin so widely.]
Hello, everyone! Ah, I know I haven't seen some of you in a while. I've been working very hard at my job as an officer of the peace and spending time with a few new friends I've made here. I've been happy to hear about the things you've remembered, and I've remembered a few things myself. It's nice to know my full name-- Keith Goodman, it's nice to know that I like my eggs sunny-side-up, and it's nice to know that I seem to have some kind of power over the wind or the air! I mean, I can manipulate the wind to carry me-- if I want to, and I can fly, but not very fast, unless there's a high wind. I've been experimenting in an unpopulated area because I didn't want to frighten or injure anyone. But my control of the power is pretty fine. I can also direct the wind with gestures.
[At this point, Keith settles, feet on the ground. The blue glow diminishes.]
It's great being able to fly, of course! But I don't really know what I actually do with this power when I'm at home. I don't have any memory of that yet. I hope I remember that soon. In the meantime, now that you all know, you won't be surprised to see me in the air when I'm not on duty. Although I am going to talk to the Sergeant and ask if I can use my power on patrol. I think it might be useful!
Thank you!