Laughter that sounded like silvery chimes could be heard over the Doctor's head as Jenks zipped into view. Gold dust sifted down from his wings as he circled just above his hands. "Turn me. Those stairs can be a little tricky, can't they?"
The pixie fished out a tiny wand from his belt, "I can't exactly lift you, so let's see if this works."
Jenks aimed his wand, "Wingardium levosa!"
((Up to the Doctor how well or poorly aimed his spell is ;) ))
"Oh!" Something was suspending him, appropriately enough from the back of his suspenders. He lifted away from the staircase, still holding onto the railing as he was raised above and over it. "Oh my. I don't think flying is on the list of Things I've Done Lately." Not in this incarnation, at least.
He looked at his minuscule savior, smiling broadly. "Thanks so much, how long does it last?"
Jenks scratched his head, "Hrm. That's a good question. Better get you over the side before it wears off."
He tugged on the Doctor's suspenders, guiding him back over the railing. The charm made him weightless enough that a four inch pixie could move a full grown man to safety. "Levitation charm," he explained. "Nobody really flies around here unless they have wings or a broom. The whole broom schtick seems a little cliche for me though."
"I don't think a broom would be very useful for you, since you've got wings of your own already," the Doctor replied, frog-swimming in the air a little. The weightlessness was more centralized than zero-gravity. He liked it. "By the way, are you a pixie, a faerie, or an alien?" he looked under his arm at his new glowing friend, the motion making him flip slowly upside down. Remembering his manners, he extended a finger, as his hand would be just a bit much. "I'm the Doctor."
"Pixie," he said proudly and gripped the end of the Doctor's finger. "What kind of Doctor?"
He watched the Doctor do a lazy flip and chuckled. "Most humans I know would be freaking out right now. Wait," he sniffed, "not human. Not magical either. Are -you- an alien?"
"The traveling kind," the Doctor answered, doing a little pirouette in the air. "And yes, from Gallifrey. Have you heard of it?" This last was more than a little hopeful. Most who knew of his extinct homeworld were bitter enemies. It would be nice to have a friendly presence to reminisce with.
Jenks shook his head, circling the Doctor as he floated. "Nope, sorry. My experience runs more towards the magical. Witches, demons, elves.. things like that. You don't smell human or like a witch, so I kinda guessed," he admitted.
The pixie fished out a tiny wand from his belt, "I can't exactly lift you, so let's see if this works."
Jenks aimed his wand, "Wingardium levosa!"
((Up to the Doctor how well or poorly aimed his spell is ;) ))
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He looked at his minuscule savior, smiling broadly. "Thanks so much, how long does it last?"
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He tugged on the Doctor's suspenders, guiding him back over the railing. The charm made him weightless enough that a four inch pixie could move a full grown man to safety. "Levitation charm," he explained. "Nobody really flies around here unless they have wings or a broom. The whole broom schtick seems a little cliche for me though."
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He watched the Doctor do a lazy flip and chuckled. "Most humans I know would be freaking out right now. Wait," he sniffed, "not human. Not magical either. Are -you- an alien?"
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"What's Gallifrey like?"
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