Erik Lensherr | ( Magneto ) (
wecanavenge) wrote2012-10-11 11:33 pm
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![]() | [His communicator is suffering beak damage at this point, because Erik has been pecking away to get the video function working. It's very clear that he's standing on the ground. It's also very clear that he is a small but kind of nasty looking bird, and his feathers are very very ruffled. He may have fallen down here, but he'll never admit it. And his helmet is just in the edge of the frame, rolling back and forth on its side. Because he was definitely trapped under it for a bit. No one must know.] How do these damn wings work? |
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I would think it should be instinctual. Are you alright?
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Well, you are one right now, and just to give you fair warning this time, I'm afraid I'm temporarily a lion. [And with that advanced warning, he is trying to open the door. It takes a while longer than it would usually, because you know. Paws, but he does manage to turn the handle and push it carefully, because he doesn't want to squish you by accident and he can't tell how close you are to the door. :|]
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[And frantically hops the fuck away, backwards, because jfc it's a lion get in the car he doesn't have a car HE IS HIDING BEHIND HIS HELMET. Maybe there are instincts. Maybe.]
If you eat me, I'm never forgiving you.
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Also you are getting the best lion lol srsly face he can manage.]
Erik, why would I eat you? Honestly.
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[Cause bro, you're a LION. He is, however, hopping around the helmet again and his legs are getting tired but lol what is flying.] You're absurdly huge.
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I suppose it's too much to ask for you to be able to levitate. My telepathy's completely gone.
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Do you really think I'd be hopping about if I could?
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Andddd sorry he's maybe smirking a little. Mouth closed, so you won't freak out about his pointy teeth and all.]
I suppose you can always hide behind your helmet again, if any other large predators decide to pay a visit.
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Try extending your wings fully when you push down and then bend them when you bring them back up. You need to be pushing air down, not up.
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Flaps uselessly until he's on the floor again. Muttering:] I'd like to see you try.
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Arkady's been showing me how to temporarily sort of ride along with the mind of small animals, like birds and bats and such. If I had my telepathy, I could show you.
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AslanCharles lowered his head, fighting that immediate urge to panic. He got the FEAR instincts, but not the FLY ones. This is terrible.]Yes, that helps us so much right now. [But he hates sitting around and complaining, so he hops closer.] Close your eyes. [And he flaps his wings, and hops, and hops, and jumps at Charles' face. He manages a few flaps to get him over and onto the top of his head, though, sharp talons avoiding eyes and clutching instead at a mane.]
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Come on, maybe there's food in the kitchen. [Maybe not doing this on an empty stomach will make you less irascible. :v]
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I'm starting to think you're enjoying this.
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[And more or less confident that Erik wasn't about to fall off, he headed out the door again, still moving carefully to make sure he could hold on.]
Why do you suppose you're a kestrel?
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Why do you suppose you're a lion?
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There're a line of muscles behind your neck and down what would be your shoulders. Those are the muscles you need to attempt to flex, then contract, to fly.
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Don't worry too much - this hunter is currently a ferret. And only really particularly interested in eating cheeseburgers, but nonetheless.
He came for the lulz and stayed for the show.]
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What?
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Gotitfiguredout yet, chief?
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I don't see how that's your concern.
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I'mjustconcerned in general - empatheticthat'sme, heretohelp.
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Somehow I doubt that.
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Awcomeon now don'tbelikethat! You'reahawk or something there'smeatonthedeck. Icanbringsome?
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Wellyouhardly looklike the fruit type.
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Because like hell is he able to switch this on by himself. He probably doesn't even have enough body weight to push down buttons]
Seriously? You can't fly? [Look who's oh so effortlessly hovering in place.]
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I believe I can peck very well.
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[Oh this is the best day ever.]
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Maybe I can show you.
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Hey there. [You sure are adorable, Erik.]
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[Then she moves straight into the makeshift lesson, stretching her wings.] Okay, have you been able to get off the ground at all?
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Not much more than that.
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[She stretches out both wings high above her head.] Raise your wings like this, and then... [She drives them down forcefully. It doesn't do much for her, but he's small enough to take off without a leap or a runner up.]
You should feel that in your chest.
[She flaps a few more times, sustaining a strong sort of rhythm despite remaining on the ground. She flexes slightly as they rise, making them appear smaller.]
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But he does lift his wings high, like hers, and flaps them carefully, then harder, driving them down and mimicking her angle as he lifts them again. And, though he didn't expect it to, it works, he rises off the ground, and flaps harder, feeling the strain to defy gravity and achieve flight. It's quite the rush.]
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That's it!
Now, fly towards me. [She flaps again, showing him how to propel forward.]