Who: Fang with Bahamut, and
somariumWhere: Originally high in the skies, but they'll be landing in an open field in Espoir
Style: You choose, I'll follow~
Status: OPEN!
NOTE: Uh, this is also doubling as a [ video ] post, but it's mostly for logging purposes. Feel free to respond to this post as a video response. Anyone on the ground will be able to hear what she says, too.
[for anyone who had happened to look up into the sky that morning, they may have seen a badass smoking hot
woman riding on a strange looking dragon before they disappeared into raining leaves.
after about half an hour, the two could now be seen descending downward, bursting through the clouds -- both normal and ones made of leaves -- before landing in an empty field in the village. the ground had been covered with leaves, but Bahamut's powerful wings created strong gusts of winds that cleared a large patch almost instantly, a large whirlwind of leaves surrounding them before they settled once more to the ground.
brushing off the stray leaves that had landed both on her and on the Eidolon, she pulled out her Dreamberry as she dismounted, a hand resting along Bahamut's neck]
Lot of good that did. But thanks for the help.
[she then speaks into the Dreamberry, and anyone watching would be able to see both Fang and the Eidolon peering curiously over her shoulder toward the strange device]
Despite the "stormy" weather, decided to take a little flight. Looks like that barrier only goes up to a certain height, so we really are livin' in some kind of bubble. Good thing, too. If you think those monsters out in the desert are cute, wait 'til you see the critters flyin' high above us.
Also, those leaves? No idea where they're fallin' from, but they were floatin' along near the top as we passed through that barrier. Ain't fallin' outside into the desert though. Let's just hope this world doesn't intend to bury us in 'em.
[and with that, she hangs up and looks back at Bahamut]
Not a bad way to stretch the wings, eh? [she gives him a bit of an affectionate neck rub as the Eidolon gives a small roar of agreement] Think we should go another round?