That was a pretty sweet day...

[cookiesandhugs]

What is that? That, out there, onthewingoftheplane? Could it be? Is such a thing possible?

Could some people actually be having a good day in Chicago?

Chance Adams is sitting on top of her sweatshirt in an alleyway, the back of her t-shirt rolled up behind her neck, smiling gaily. She looks like a mess, having lived on the streets for a while

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[sittinontrains]

Jamal has been all over the city and beyond. He takes weekly (sometimes bi-weekly) trips out to Cicero to visit Malek and his whirlpool bathtub. It's not as if it's out of the question for him to wander down the alleyway that Chance happens to be in.

He grins when he sees her.

"Chance!" Jamal runs toward her, and then freezes midway through the alleyway. He hasn't seen her wings before, and he's not sure what to make of them.

[teenytinyteme]

Chance looks up from her place on the ground and grins broadly at Jamal. "Jamal!" she says, and then she sees the look on his face.

"Uh, don't worry about them, the wings I mean. They're just..." She tries to shift, then remembers she can't actually get up with her wings in because she'd be too top-heavy, so she just gestures at the ground close to her. "How've you been, buddy?" she asks.

Because acting like nothing's wrong and everything's normal works every time.

[sittinontrains]

"What are they? Why do you have them?" Yeah, he's eight. He's not so easily distracted by normal talk when there are wings out.

Jamal does walk up to her though when she gestures and sits in front of her. He saw someone turn into a dinosaur and someone else turn into a big, angry wolf. It's not like wings are all that frightening in comparison. He likes Chance.

She helped him.

[teenytinyteme]

She shrugs awkwardly at him. "They're just wings," she says. "I got 'em a couple of months ago. I don't have 'em out a lot because... they're kind of distracting, you know? Makes it hard to fit in a crowd. But they're a bitch to keep in, so I thought maybe, you know, 'cause people couldn't really see me here..." she shrugs. It's not a big deal, and so long as it doesn't scare him out of his wits, she's going to keep them out for the time being.

[sittinontrains]

"Oh."

Jamal keeps his eyes on her wings, but there is no fear in his expression. He looks like he's in awe of them.

"They are... how you say? Nice?" He makes a face. It's not what he means to say so he tries, again, in Hindi this time. << "Pretty! Amazing!" >>

She can't understand him, but he uses his hands and inflection enough that it might not matter. He's smiling, again.