Who: Iggy (
birdkid) & pretty much anyone
When: now-ish
Where: the pool
Rating: PG/PG13
Summary: Flying through the halls. Not the best idea in the world.
Warnings: surprise? :3
This was a very bad idea. He knew that, but he didn't care. The people who already knew his secret didn't seem to care. And those that didn't ... well he really didn't think that they would be telling the authorities back in their homes once they got out of this place.
He'd started in the garden. There was enough space there to get good height and speed. A quick zip through a door and he was inside, turning once around the cafeteria. So far so good. But not quite the adrenaline rush he'd been looking for. So it was through the halls next, going as fast as he could to make it through without having to flap too much in the too-tight space. He caught the scent of chlorine and veered in that direction. Pool meant space, and space was just what he needed. The air changed and he knew that the walls were further away. Iggy turned through the air and flew in a lazy circle over the water. Now that had been fun.