Mar 01, 2011 13:20
| A C T I O N ϟ A |
( Today, like most days for the past month or so, Jason is spending the afternoon working on his tree house. It’s really come together over the past few weeks-a simple but sturdy rectangular structure with a slanting roof hidden between the leaves and a couple rope-and-wood ladders dangling down from the platform.
For most of the afternoon, Jason’s been painting the walls of the tree house an innocuous shade of blue. However, just as he’s setting down his paint brush, he takes one too many steps back and finds himself scrambling for a foothold that doesn’t exist. He winces, bracing himself for a fall…which never comes.
As Jason opens his eyes, he finds himself floating in midair, brief gusts of wind brushing against him. Experimentally, Jason lowers himself to the ground-relieved and surprised when the air currents obey his will. )
It’s working, again. Finally.
| A C T I O N ϟ B |
( For the rest of the day, Jason can be found in various places of high ground throughout the town-on rooftops, in taller trees, and the like-testing the limits of his newly regained power. )
--action,
✘regain