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Characters: Nothlit (nothlitbird ) and Pixie (i_am_pixie )
Date/Time: February 16th, daytime
Location: The Park
Rating: PG for language.
Summary: Nothlit is going to attempt to teach Pixie how to use her wings for flight. Others are welcome to watch, or even give her a few pointers on flight themselves.
Pixie walked through the park, wings fluttering wildly behind her as she searched the trees for the hawk. A hawk, of all things, was going to teach her to fly. 'Eh, could be worse,' she thought, 'I could be taught by a chicken.'
As she searched, she looked down at her hand and experimented with the color of it. She'd learned, from the stuff she remembered from her dream, that she could control how she looked. Whether it be the color of her skin, the length of her hair, or even the overall shape of her body. It had actually been rather simple once she figured it out and was able to get a handle on her magic.
The girl'd stopped walking for a moment as she stared at her hand and felt the slight tingle feeling as her magic completely covered the appendage. She watched with amazement as it change from green to a healthy tan color. Then, she grinned michieviously and changed the color to black, red, blue, yellow, and finally ended on a bright rainbow pattern. Once she'd learned how to do this, the girl had decided it no longer mattered that she looked different from everyone else. Hell, she even liked being different.
She took a deep breath and returned her skin back to its natural color before resuming her search for the hawk.
Date/Time: February 16th, daytime
Location: The Park
Rating: PG for language.
Summary: Nothlit is going to attempt to teach Pixie how to use her wings for flight. Others are welcome to watch, or even give her a few pointers on flight themselves.
Pixie walked through the park, wings fluttering wildly behind her as she searched the trees for the hawk. A hawk, of all things, was going to teach her to fly. 'Eh, could be worse,' she thought, 'I could be taught by a chicken.'
As she searched, she looked down at her hand and experimented with the color of it. She'd learned, from the stuff she remembered from her dream, that she could control how she looked. Whether it be the color of her skin, the length of her hair, or even the overall shape of her body. It had actually been rather simple once she figured it out and was able to get a handle on her magic.
The girl'd stopped walking for a moment as she stared at her hand and felt the slight tingle feeling as her magic completely covered the appendage. She watched with amazement as it change from green to a healthy tan color. Then, she grinned michieviously and changed the color to black, red, blue, yellow, and finally ended on a bright rainbow pattern. Once she'd learned how to do this, the girl had decided it no longer mattered that she looked different from everyone else. Hell, she even liked being different.
She took a deep breath and returned her skin back to its natural color before resuming her search for the hawk.