All at once you're lighter than air
Characters: Cara (feathered_earth) and Cloud (iattractmushi)
Date/Time: July 15th, morning
Location: The branches and ~around~
Rating: G, c'mon.
Summary: Flying!
It was Cara's morning off from Guarding. She'd gotten some extra errands done, done a little housecleaning... now she flipped through the journal idly, feeling at a loose end. It was a little better than the other night, at least. She'd been mostly expecting that Meatbun would be gone, but that didn't make it hurt any less. If she'd been older--or at least had a good tolerance for alcohol--she might have had a stiff drink. Instead she'd turned a page later on to find Pollux and Castor bickering about the weird outfits and sought her relief there.
She was feeling a little better this morning. A day of normal work had done wonders--well, as normal as it could get with the costumes--and seeing Youth's handwriting in the journal again had been a tremendous relief. Cara still worried about Stoneface, but if Bridge, Sky, Youth and Sniper had been released from the elevator, maybe he'd be back soon too! That was a good thing to hope for.
Still... she somehow wasn't in the mood to go down to the Scavenger's Yard or work in her garden, and she wasn't really looking to talk to Havoc just at this second either. Fond of the dragon though she was, he did get to be a bit much sometimes and he seemed to like his space sometimes anyway. Flying it was, but the kind of flight she'd become used to by now. She headed towards the outer branches of Section 3--if her bluebird friend was up higher, she could just use her Jump to get to where she needed.
Date/Time: July 15th, morning
Location: The branches and ~around~
Rating: G, c'mon.
Summary: Flying!
It was Cara's morning off from Guarding. She'd gotten some extra errands done, done a little housecleaning... now she flipped through the journal idly, feeling at a loose end. It was a little better than the other night, at least. She'd been mostly expecting that Meatbun would be gone, but that didn't make it hurt any less. If she'd been older--or at least had a good tolerance for alcohol--she might have had a stiff drink. Instead she'd turned a page later on to find Pollux and Castor bickering about the weird outfits and sought her relief there.
She was feeling a little better this morning. A day of normal work had done wonders--well, as normal as it could get with the costumes--and seeing Youth's handwriting in the journal again had been a tremendous relief. Cara still worried about Stoneface, but if Bridge, Sky, Youth and Sniper had been released from the elevator, maybe he'd be back soon too! That was a good thing to hope for.
Still... she somehow wasn't in the mood to go down to the Scavenger's Yard or work in her garden, and she wasn't really looking to talk to Havoc just at this second either. Fond of the dragon though she was, he did get to be a bit much sometimes and he seemed to like his space sometimes anyway. Flying it was, but the kind of flight she'd become used to by now. She headed towards the outer branches of Section 3--if her bluebird friend was up higher, she could just use her Jump to get to where she needed.