[Lottie was walking back with Vinny from the dance studio; he was kind enough to sit around and dilly dally while she practiced. The blonde had begun to feel a little rusty in the knees, as if it had been a long time since she last hoofed it.
Which it was, considering she was Mist-food for a while there.
Out of the arts building, Vinny walked briskly ahead of her, eager to be relieved of his boredom, and entered the dorm building before she did... she trailed behind, tired from the intense practice.
Before she stepped through the doors, she looked up at the sky, and made a wish on the evening star. Trailing her eyes back down, her gaze landed on a form on top of the headmaster's building.
That... that wasn't normal. Remembering how Mera disregarded curfew and had an affinity for heights, she ran over as fast as she possibly could, ignoring her screaming, sore legs. Vinny was already long-gone inside.
However, when she was close enough, she could see it wasn't Mera. No, not in the least. It was Jim.]
Which it was, considering she was Mist-food for a while there.
Out of the arts building, Vinny walked briskly ahead of her, eager to be relieved of his boredom, and entered the dorm building before she did... she trailed behind, tired from the intense practice.
Before she stepped through the doors, she looked up at the sky, and made a wish on the evening star. Trailing her eyes back down, her gaze landed on a form on top of the headmaster's building.
That... that wasn't normal. Remembering how Mera disregarded curfew and had an affinity for heights, she ran over as fast as she possibly could, ignoring her screaming, sore legs. Vinny was already long-gone inside.
However, when she was close enough, she could see it wasn't Mera. No, not in the least. It was Jim.]
What in th'world are you doin' up there?
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What's it look like?
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You're... goin' t'commit suicide with a funny lookin' ironin' board?
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It's not an ironing board, blondie. It's a solar surfer. And it flies.
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Can it really?
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And yes, Yes it can.
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So... if you were t'step off th'edge there, you wouldn't go splat?
[Lottie can't help it. She's worried. ;w;]
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Is it really that complicated?
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Oh, and the sail of course...but it's not always needed.
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[Bless her heart, she's trying to make sense of it.]
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Um...yeah. That's it. Exactly.
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