Cubefall

[52_dropoff]

Charlie looks at the array of options.  A woman, a cat, some sort of robot...the usual.  Only one really seems like it meets the requirement of "something that flies" he and Minx discussed.  This.  It's a bit outre.  But if she has a similar option, he's willing to go with it.

[ooc: Open to all, but any responses are timed to after the thread with Minx.]

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[myshootingstar]

Minx comes over, carrying her screen and curls up next to him. "I'm afraid I've only got one with wings." She tilts the screen towards him to show him a car like robot, a chocolate Labrador, a tall man who looks rather like a basketball player and a winged female creature.

[52_dropoff]

Charlie in turn shows her his screen and his choices. "Seems if we are to fly, we need to be a bit...monstrous? How strange." But not as offputting as he would have thought.

[myshootingstar]

"I think I can live with being a bit monstrous for a couple of days." She smiles. "Shall we go flying?"

[52_dropoff]

"Let's." He makes the selection. And in an instant...

"Wow."

[myshootingstar]

"Holy shit, I'm orange." She laughs, getting up to stretch her strange demon wings.

[52_dropoff]

"You are kind of gorgeous, though," Charlie says in a rumbly voice. "And at least you got nicer clothes." He tries to recall what he knows about the concept of man-bats, and thinks that the one in Gotham tends to wear tattered pants for some reason.

[myshootingstar]

"How do your wings feel? Because mine feel... powerful. Like I could go so high. Shall we go outside and try it?"

[52_dropoff]

"Yes. The room seems a bit small now." Wings demand to be used, no doubt.

[myshootingstar]

Minx grins and runs for the door, kicking her shoes aside, they're no use to her today. It takes thought to fold her wings tight enough fit through the door.

[52_dropoff]

Since Charlie's wings and arms are one and the same, it's not as hard to get outside. To his relief, the sunlight doesn't hurt his eyes. The Bar didn't overdo the whole bat thing.

"Ready?"

[myshootingstar]

"More than ready!" She jumps into the air with a whoop of joy, scattering leaves with her powerful wings.

[52_dropoff]

He flaps his wings, feeling a bit self-conscious. But flight comes naturally in this form. No learning curves today.

Last year, he was an eagle. This is better.

[myshootingstar]

Minx should be being more careful but she isn't. She's a little drunk on the joy of it, throwing herself into a spin as she flaps high and dives. Laughing to whole time.

[52_dropoff]

Charlie struggles to keep up. Maybe this form is less naturally joyous. Maybe he just likes seeing Minx having so much fun after the rough patch she's been dealing with.

[myshootingstar]

She flaps over to join him, taking a moment to get the hang of hovering to kiss him.

[52_dropoff]

The kiss is interesting. His mouth is not quite right, after all. But it's fun nonetheless. No hugging, though, not unless he wants to fall.

"I do believe this suits you," he says with a voice that doesn't sound like it wants to talk much.

[myshootingstar]

Minx honestly doesn't notice, or care. Because no matter what shape he's in, he's Charlie.

"You don't seem quite so comfortable?"

[52_dropoff]

"You have two advantages over me: wings separate from arms, and a fully human face and throat. Talking is a bit hard. I think the creature I am based on can't speak at all." Or speaks like something from a bad horror film. "But I will get used to it."

[myshootingstar]

"And yet you're as handsome as ever." She bobs his nose snout lightly. "Lets fly. I want to see what the view of the lake is like from above."

[52_dropoff]

He can't help but feel flattered. He knows that not everyone would see him that way.

"How high up should we go to start?"

[myshootingstar]

She smiles, as bright as ever. "High enough to see the edges of the lake?" She shrugs, flapping almost lazily now.

[52_dropoff]

Charlie flaps his way higher and then instinctively catches a wind under his wings, gliding to around 1,000 feet.

[myshootingstar]

Gliding feels wonderful and her laugher catches in the breeze as they find the updraught thermals over the bar roof. "It's so beautiful up here!"

[52_dropoff]

The lake spreads out, the blue of the Caribbean sea distinct from the greener hues of the fresh water sections. Beyond, the mountains. Behind them, the main building is visible but oddly indistinct. "It never gets old. I remember the first time I flew here. The view hasn't changed." Perhaps it's even a little better?

[myshootingstar]

"I've never seen it from up here. It's beautiful." She flaps her wings lazily, "Does the bar do that because it's always changing?"