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[thetrickstergod]

[He's crouched on the small railing that surrounds the roof of the building, facing out. Even if his wings aren't moving, he's still keeping balance. He's rested his forearms against his knees -- the position he's keeping certainly isn't dignified, but it works. For a long moment, he says nothing.]

... Heh.

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[for_myworld]

*saw him on the roof and ran up the stairs - yes, all of them - to try to get here before he did something stupid*

Naesala! *out of breath*

[thetrickstergod]

[spins around, surprised]

... Lenalee? What are you doing here?

[for_myworld]

I should be asking you that!

*got so worried...that she forgot about the wings*

Oh. ...Ah...I'm sorry.

[thetrickstergod]

[hopping down]

You all right?

[for_myworld]

Yes. I was just...worried.

[thetrickstergod]

...

[stretching an arm out and around to gesture to everything below]

Ever wondered what's beyond this?

[for_myworld]

Beyond...the island?

*joins him at the rail...her arm touching his*

Sometimes.

[thetrickstergod]

All I've seen are leagues of endless ocean.

[for_myworld]

But there has to be something more. ...Otherwise why would it be so impossible to leave?

[thetrickstergod]

That's the question that plagues us all. Got any thoughts?

[for_myworld]

I've never tried leaving, so I don't know what it's like. But I think...people talk about how the island is the thing keeping us here and doing these things to us. So there must be something it's keeping us from.

[thetrickstergod]

A sentient island sounds so nonsensical, doesn't it?

... Wonder what it is.

[for_myworld]

It does, kind of, but all sorts of nonsensical things exist in worlds I'd never heard of before.

[thetrickstergod]

And we've all been pulled here. Care to go flying?

[for_myworld]

To go...flying?

*something in her eyes says yes but the rest of her is surprised*

[thetrickstergod]

Scared of falling?

[is already gently tugging at her up]