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[purple_pliers]

[It is a day. A day in your life. What are you doing?

Violet is flying around with a homemade jetpack, wobbling occasionally when she tries a fancy maneuver, but generally displaying competence -- although she is occasionally going closer to the ground than every innocent bystander might be comfortable with.]

((OOC: I will be tagging this, but go

Comments

[easybreezyidiot]

[boredly throwing a tennis ball, running and catching it before it hits the ground, and repeating]

[purple_pliers]

No higher than fifteen feet until I can see you've got the hang of it.

[easybreezyidiot]

That's no fun.

[purple_pliers]

More fun than not playing with a jetpack.

[easybreezyidiot]

Okay, okay!

[purple_pliers]

Okay.

[instructions on how to go up and forward without crashing, and then land go here]

[easybreezyidiot]

Got it.

[purple_pliers]

Alright, give it a try! See if you can make it to that tree, land, and come back.

[easybreezyidiot]

[goes up a few feet and pauses]

How fast can these things go?

[purple_pliers]

The top speed is only about eighty kilometers an hour, which I'm guessing is slower than you.

[easybreezyidiot]

I don't know how much that is in miles, but yeah, probably.

[heads off toward the tree and manages to land and take off again without killing anybody or breaking the jet pack]

[purple_pliers]

It's 49.7 miles.

[watches]

Nice! Okay, so turning is just a matter of leaning with your body. Try doing a big circle.

[easybreezyidiot]

[turning in a big clumsy circle]

Geez, you're a genius.

[purple_pliers]

Only when it comes to machines.

[flies up to join her and does a few neat turns]

When you can do what I just did and keep all your descents completely under control, you can go higher.

[easybreezyidiot]

You're like my friend Jack.

[watching her]

Well, I'll try.

[purple_pliers]

Someone from home?

[wheeee flying]