For now, he pockets the ‘space rock’—there’ll be time to go over the finer details later. Just as he’s about to address the Copperajah in the room—
“Are you kidding me?!” he yelped; but only the words come out in Alto Marean instead as the room, quite literally,
goes to shit.
(Rest in pieces,
Callan Young’s room.)
Having a split-second to actually react to the situation, his gaze immediately goes over to
ollie morales (who may or may not have a Flying-type on him) before he makes the jump; never mind if it’s one hell of a leap.
“No way in hell you’re not—falling down to your death, idiota!” he yelled as he concentrated,
very hard, hoping against hope that something,
anything would happen—
And while it
doesn’t summon the Iceborne Mirage per se, it
does make the wings of ice appear—although in this case their appearance is more worn-down, frayed; several of the ‘ice feathers’ even look to be missing. Were they molting? He didn’t know.
“Hold on!” he hollered; never mind if he held onto the other in a death grip as the fall stretched down, down,
down into…
somewhere.
Hopefully there were no rough landings due to falling so far down. It felt like the fall went on forever, at least until he (they?) land in a cavern that has an eerie bluish glow.
(Glowing things never really did mean anything good was bound to happen, right?)
There was a reverberating noise from further within, and he shuddered. Visibly,
shuddered.
Am I going to die down here?! he thought, frantically swatting the thoughts away.
Because of all the times, his
claustrophobia just had to rear its ugly damned head!
“You okay?” he asked the other man first, before redirecting the question at large.
“How’s everyone?”He’d managed to… calm himself down,
somewhat; the wings of ‘ice’ shimmering out of existence. Maybe things were even
worse than he thought between himself and the Iceborne Mirage.
“…maybe things aren’t so hot between me and them,” he quietly admitted to his best friend.
He caught sight of the frayed ‘wings’ mid-flight earlier; normally they were from the ‘purest’ kind of ice, however due to the disconnect between them lately, even his ‘blessings’ weren’t functioning as they should be.
He then turned to the general direction of
John Sullivan and
dahlia goode, however the next statement was for the Commissioner herself.
“Do you have another way of fixing the broken connection between an Avatar and their patron?”
• he takes back the space rock, we can go over the finer details later
•
and then shit hits the fan, oh deer where are we going this time• realizes that Ollie may not have brought a Flying-type along, in the chaos he makes the leap and tries to grab onto him
•
ice wings let’s go… or maybe not 100% ice wings but they’re there•
one eternity of falling later they’re in a cave, they set down, he asks Ollie if he’s okay + redirects the question to everyone else at large
• his last question is for Dahlia, though.
• bolded thought:
Am I going to die down here?! thanks claustrophobia
@tags up there as mentioned