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[worldentire]

[The camera snaps on and his tone, as he's out of the picture, is angry.]

To whomever it may happen t'concern:

[Large luna moth wings, vibrant green, come into view.]

This most certainly is not what I meant when I said I wanted t'fly[The camera snaps off and his voice comes over in audio again

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[kindly_done]

[Jack is trying to contain his laughter, really he is. He just...isn't doing a very good job.]

Th--

[Chuckle]

They should work, mister Sinclair. Come outside and try!

[worldentire]

I am so damn glad I'm entertainin' you, son.

[grumbles, then]

...maybe. I'm worried they won't, or they'll stop workin' when I'm halfway in the air or somethin'.

[pause]

...maybe.

[kindly_done]

Come on. It's fun.

[worldentire]

.....................

[grumble grumble]

All right. What the hell.

[sounds of him shifting things and such] ....

[breathless] Well, they most certainly work.

[kindly_done]

[Jack laughs aloud, unrestrained this time, but it doesn't sound so much mocking as delighted.]

Didn't I tell you?

[worldentire]

Yeah, yeah, sure... but..

You're not only endowed with slightly bigger wings than mine, but, ah.. You're not.. quite as ah... [sounds of shifting, as he pulls his pants up slightly] Well. Well-endowed.

[kindly_done]

...Wear a sheet or something.

[worldentire]

... what?

[kindly_done]

Wrap a sheet around you. Ask the closet for a couple pins. That way you'll be covered up.

[worldentire]

.... [blushes slightly] Not what I meant, son.

I meant, it's gonna take a lot more wingpower t'get me off the ground.

[snort]