Roof and possibly the surrounding sky, Monday evening

[heromaniac]

So everyone kept assuring her that this was still temporary, and Momoko believed them. Really she did. But just in case, she'd climbed up to the roof, Power Compact clenched tightly in her larger-than-usual boy hand

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[squire_hand]

James needed a bit of fresh air and the kind of perspective he only seemed to find while on top of a building. Troubles seemed different from a roof.

"Most people use the stairs," he said to the boy(?) near the edge.

[heromaniac]

"Use the stairs to fly?" Blossom turned, confused, and then smiled. "Ah! Hi James! Looks like you got lucky and got skipped over this time." Wait. "You are James, right? And not some girl who happens to look like James."

[squire_hand]

He tilted his head and blinked rapidly. Yes, that was a boy. In a skirt. A skirt that looked familiar--

"As far as I know, I'm still me. You certainly look different," he said. stating the obvious, not ungently. "Are you planning more rescue attempts?"

[heromaniac]

Blossom grinned. "I do look different, don't I. But it is me, Blossom." She frowned and plucked at the skirt. "And no. No rescues. No heroing at all. I don't even know if I can fly when I'm a boy."