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Grendyne groans and starts pulling on her boots when the alarm goes off. Again. She quick-marches to the broom hangar, sits on her machine and is handed a plethora of loaded weapons by attentive corporals.
"Two flyers in one day? They're getting way too common."
"It's worse," the commander informs them, "South Karlsland got hit with three at once. We're taking Lytee's express and sleeping there. You can sit out if you absolutely need to, but Freya's still recovering so we could use you as a comms relay."
"No, I'll come. I just reserve the right to complain about it."
The 42nd United Forces Witch Wing takes off, bracing to fight yet another city-destroying monster, and assembles into a perfect synchronized formation as Lytee charges her teleport power.
...This is not South Karlsland wilderness.
Near the Golden Coven capital, in Aurum
Near Savarasse, in Thilanushinyel
Near Whately Academy
With Unbitwise
witchwatcher
witchwatcher
[Okay. Don't think I can do two conversations on this without getting confused, so I'm gonna slow down and you just talk out loud.]
[Hey Jake, this is Gren. Are you busy?]
[Hey Jake, this is Gren. Are you busy?]
witchwatcher
[I think my steelwing is only better for flying than a broom because of its mechanical parts. Shawn suggested that, since you and Rosalie know about cars, you might be able to make it even better. Does that sound like an interesting project?]
witchwatcher
[You could probably put it back together again the right way if nothing you try improves it, yeah?]
witchwatcher
[I'll find you when I come back from flying, Jake.]
She listens for a response for a few seconds, then, [Kelly, you want a turn flying?]
She listens for a response for a few seconds, then, [Kelly, you want a turn flying?]
witchwatcher
[Didn't drop Shawn. You should be good even with just the handles if you don't want to grab me though.]
She lands, it takes a good twenty seconds of careful descent.
She lands, it takes a good twenty seconds of careful descent.
witchwatcher
[I'm listening on this if you want to say something. Too loud to hear properly once we get going.]
And off they go. She keeps the maneuvering slightly more sedate, so as not to stress Kelly's arms too much.
And off they go. She keeps the maneuvering slightly more sedate, so as not to stress Kelly's arms too much.
witchwatcher
Gren flies her around for maybe ten minutes, about the same time as she did Shawn, or until she expresses a desire to land. It's easier to think when you're not having a conversation.
witchwatcher
"Shawn's turn again. Maybe ten more minutes, hard flying is tiring after a while and we can do it again tomorrow."
witchwatcher
"I'm only a little tired, and it's fun for me too. In ten or fifteen more minutes of that I'll be tired enough that it isn't worth it to keep going."
witchwatcher
The hug continues to be a little weird, mostly the fact that it's oddly pleasant. Oh well. Flying!
[Time to go back in, now. That was great fun, though.]
[Time to go back in, now. That was great fun, though.]
witchwatcher
So she lands again. "Thanks for this, you two. I still don't really know what comes next, but a little flying makes everything better."
"Next I guess you show Jacob the thing and he fiddles with it?" says Shawn. "And I can show you the guest house, you can stay there overnight."