Cooro - 19th feather [video] (backdated to sunday, sorry, blame the slowatus)

[littleanima]

[Cooro is sniffling, wiping tears and blood off of his face. That's the problem when someone who's always had wings suddenly finds themselves without them, they are bound to take at least one big fall. At least this one wasn't his fault.]

What happened? I ... I can't fly ...

Comments

[didntneedmagic]

Hey-- how bad did you fall? [Getting up and grabbing a few things.] Where are you right now, Cooro?

[littleanima]

I don't know ... I think I'm okay. [Not that he's got much in the way of experience with falls. But he's awake so that's good right? He stands, swaying, and tries to find something recognizable nearby.]

Umm ... I think ... I think I'm near the prison. W-why can't I fly anymore?

[didntneedmagic]

[It's good! In a sense, anyway. Jonathon's moving as far as the feed shows. He knows what's going on--staying in a place full of superheroes will give you more information than you know what to do with.] Gold collars.

You can't do anything that the average person isn't capable of, so no flying. I'll be there soon, alright?

[littleanima]

They took my anima?!

[That's what it sounds like to him, since that's the only thing that has ever caused this. He wraps his arms around himself, hands over the marks on his shoulders, shaking.]

[masterofseasons]

Taking things away seems to be the theme of the week, child.

[littleanima]

But ... that's not fair! They can't just ... they can't.

[masterofseasons]

I know it isn't fair, but it keeps happening anyway.

At the very least, find some comfort in the fact that you will be able to fly once again when this week is over.

[littleanima]

You're sure?

[That little promise is keeping him from breaking down in tears again.]