but i'm glad that you came [quicklog, closed]

[wingsnotwords]

WHO: Iggy [blind_bomber], Nill [wingsnotwords. [Open to their housemates!]
WHAT: The aftermath of Alma's maiming of Nill. :C
WHERE: Home!
WHEN: Prior to this post.

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Ew, sorry guys, life exploded last night into BUSY.

[defineandteach]

[3 and 4 had been watching, silent as ever, stiff as corpses, afraid for their friend.

The kneeling stranger startles them, and 4 jumps, running behind her sister. 3 tries to stand her ground, cowering all the while. Who is this man? It isn't Nill.

3 turns to look at 4, and they begin to flash their eyes, speaking silently to one another.

Not Nill.

No, no. Not Nill. Someone new?

Someone with--

He has a--

Do you think he--

Will hurt us? Prot--

--ection!

Slowly, they turn to look at him, then bolt into his offered hand, eyes flashing wildly as they catalogue everything about him they can touch and see.]

FFFF, me, too. Grr, finals period.

[blind_bomber]

[Carefully - very, very carefully - Iggy leans forward a little more and scoops Nill up as gently as he can, doing his best not to jostle her wings.

And normally, he'd be embarrassed about the way he's carrying her - like she's a little kid, pressed chest to chest and with his arms looped under her thighs like a seat - but he can't be bothered with that right now.

Just like he can't really be bothered to press for more information about this..."3 and 4" business. There'll be plenty of time for that later, when Nill's healed. Instead, he just heads straight for the door.

Once he's outside, though, he pauses for a moment. He doesn't turn around, but he does speak.]

I guess we'll have to go on foot - you probably can't keep up with me if I fly, can you?

[noturbf]

[The two little dolls remind him of droids with their blinking eyes, but they have much more personality than any other machine he had ever seen. He places them in an empty pouch attached to his belt.]

Stay in there.

[Then he follows Iggy out, and is entertained by just how little this kid knows about him.]

Just start flying.

[Flight was the fastest way there, so that's what they'd do. Boba activated the rockets on his jet-pack and took off through the air towards the castle, making sure to limit the speed so Iggy could catch up and the dolls wouldn't fly out of the pouch.]

This is me not studying.

[blind_bomber]

[Huh. Iggy's going to have to get his hands on that thing, maybe dismantle it a little and figure out how it works, 'cause...well, I mean, come on. It's a jet-pack.

But later. He grips Nill a little tighter to him, shifting his grip to low around her middle.]

This...might be kind of awkward, but do you think you can put your legs around me? It'll make it easier to carry you.

[He doesn't exactly wait for a response - there's no time. He wants her healed as fast as possible. So he just grips her tighter and starts running down the street, as smoothly as his can.

His wings unfurl and beat powerfully at the air as he runs, and it's probably the smoothest take-off he's ever made - or ever will again - but he's just so concerned with not jostling Nill any that he doesn't even bother to think about it.

He flies much straighter up and down than he's used to - it's harder, means he has to beat his wings more often, can't catch the currents as easily - but he doesn't want to run the risk of dropping Nill as he catches up to Boba.]All right

I guess it's okay now? ;;

[enchantedimsure]

[If she hadn't been in such a panicked rush, Laksha might have considered this was her first time to set foot outside of the castle since their arrival on the island. She was clothed in a white nightgown that reached the floor, and a hastily seized white fur stole to combat the night's chill- not the most elegant garb to present herself with, but she was too concerned about Nill to care. Nill was the first of the island-dwellers she had made contact with, and the read words from her journal were so endearing and innocent