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[mongoosegrin]

[GOOD MORNING. guess who's got feet enough to move again! and it only took, what. a week? good times. though Alex hasn't gotten to prowling yet; he's on the angled roof of the Gilded Castle, the story he'd been holed up in; his feet are dangling in Edel's window as he lounges, trying to...egh...enjoy this too-close sunshine

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[howkickassiam]

Suppose anything's possible? Wouldn't try jumping off any cliffs to test it, but this place with the whole magic thing-- yeah, possible.

[mongoosegrin]

[a high sound. ooooh, hello, not-knight person! he remembers the sound of that voice.]

Do you not have armor to protect you still?

[howkickassiam]

Well, yeah, but it's not like I'd wanna jump off stuff all the same.

[mongoosegrin]

And why would you? That would be...eh...silly. Yes?

[howkickassiam]

If you're a jetpackless wonder like me, yeah.

[mongoosegrin]

Eahh...A 'what'? [he sounds faintly curious.]

[howkickassiam]

A jetpa--

Oh, uh.

It's this...thing that people built. It's got...rockets? Um. Hell, how do I explain this. Things that propel you upward so you can fly for short periods.

[mongoosegrin]

You fly. [dubious.]

[howkickassiam]

With a jetpack. But I don't have one right now.