Dorm Lawn, Saturday Afternoon
Okay, so the waking up with absolutely no idea who or where you were was not fun. Like, at all.
But the part where, in all the flailing around, Alana accidentally worked out she had wings? That was cool. Not as cool as having memories or some idea of what was going on would have been, but cool. Especially when, to go by the people she saw walking around the dorm building, wings seemed a little non-standard.
Of course, it would have been even cooler if she had some idea how to fly. Which she didn't. Shed started out standing in her dorm room, fluttering her wings madly; that hadn't worked, so she'd thought maybe she needed to be outside to get a running start.
A few failures later, she thought maybe she needed a jumping start. Which brought her shinnying up a tree ...
Which lead to her jumping out of the tree, fluttering the wings madly, almost sort of coasting for a foot or two -- and crashing down again. (Ouch.)
"What's the point of wings if you can't even fly with them?" she grumbled, and clambered up the tree once more. She was sure she'd get the trick of it eventually.
[OOC: Open for weekend SP!]
But the part where, in all the flailing around, Alana accidentally worked out she had wings? That was cool. Not as cool as having memories or some idea of what was going on would have been, but cool. Especially when, to go by the people she saw walking around the dorm building, wings seemed a little non-standard.
Of course, it would have been even cooler if she had some idea how to fly. Which she didn't. Shed started out standing in her dorm room, fluttering her wings madly; that hadn't worked, so she'd thought maybe she needed to be outside to get a running start.
A few failures later, she thought maybe she needed a jumping start. Which brought her shinnying up a tree ...
Which lead to her jumping out of the tree, fluttering the wings madly, almost sort of coasting for a foot or two -- and crashing down again. (Ouch.)
"What's the point of wings if you can't even fly with them?" she grumbled, and clambered up the tree once more. She was sure she'd get the trick of it eventually.
[OOC: Open for weekend SP!]