Taking wing

[Animus]

Animus' car isn't much -- a beat-up Accord that looks as if it might have faired better under a more attentive owner. Still, he'd been so delighted that Ahriman and Vaeltia ( Key ) wanted to share this experience that he'd insisted on driving them.

Parking at the edge of the woods somewhere north of the city, he climbs out of the car, in lighter spirits than either of the others had seen him in weeks. Eyes drift shut as he lets himself drift in the flowing patterns of life around him. Sometimes sight just got in the way of true beauty. "We'll do some walking first. That way we won't have to worry about potential observers."

Granted, this road wasn't exactly a major thoroughfare, but why take chances? Besides, it would give them more of a chance to converse, since he doubted he'd have much luck in teaching either of his companions the language of birds.

[Vae]

Vaeltia had been slightly bouncy the entire day, and the fact that she had managed to find someone who could take her flying made her incredibly happy. Even if it was cutting into her almost non-existent free time. But some things were more important than even homework and she could make the argument to West that this was a valuable part of the apprenticeship.

She bounded out of the car, the loose black dress she was wearing rippling around her as she moved. The grin she had on her face was spread from ear to ear as she breathed in the smell of the woods. “Because changing into birds in front of Sleepers would be dumb.” she said to herself thoughts of Song and that first moment in Chicago.

But this was different.

“So, Animus, you’ve obviously done this before, and therefore probably have a whole portfolio of animals. But out of straight curiosity: what type of birds are we doing?”

magesight

  Supernal Vision, 6suxx

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2012-03-07 00:08:38		Vaeltia rolls 9 to Supernal Vision (10 Again)		5, 9, 8, 4, 2, 9, 10, 10, 2, 8, 1		6 successes

[Iblardora]

Ahriman groggily woke up and tumbled out of the car. He obviously had fallen asleep and yawned as he straightened up. He mumbled slightly and then.

"Well last time we were owls." he said and then stretched.

[Animus]

A soft smile as he locks the car up and begins walking, soaking in the sun's warmth and letting one hand drift through foliage. "Not the best time of day for that. I was thinking more along the lines of crows this time. A glance to Vae, eyes finally opening again. Unless you had something specific you wanted to try?"

[Vae]

“Yeah...” she said looking up at the bright sky. “Wouldn’t the light mess with the bird’s eyes and vision? I mean in D&D they get bonuses at night, right?” she said with a little thought.

Mentally she cringed at the thought of crows, the dark birds were so not her, but she didn’t really want to impose on the Hierarch. He had asked though... “I’ve always liked hawks....” she said a bit quieter, the slight bit of shyness slipping in.

[Iblardora]

"Hawks are fine."

[Animus]

"Vision is one issue, but their entire rhythm is built around being active at night. So there's a fair chance we'd all end up just falling asleep."

A short pause, before he turns, hand briefly resting on Vae's shoulder. "Hey, don't be shy about speaking up. We're both friendly."

[Vae]

She smiled wistfully, the brief touch of a hand on her shoulder brought back memories. She let out a slow breath, almost a sigh before looking up at the Thyrsus. “I know, but...” her voice trailed off and her eyes shifted away again.

She composed herself, steeling the thoughts away in her mind. She had thought she was ready, but her own thoughts were starting to battle her. “So hawks then?”

No, I have to do this, it’s the only way.

[Animus]

The tone of her voice, the submissive mannerisms. He knew those patterns.

We loved him all the same, he just had to get it out of his system.

The Thyrsus fixes his gaze on the path ahead, slowing his movements to avoid any appearance of being threatening. Vae would need her space for this. "But someone wounded you, cut you so deeply that every time you start to get close to someone, you feel the fear of being burned again. Feel like talking about it?"

At the Obrimos' question, he nods quietly, unwilling to break the delicate mood with his voice.

[Vae]

“Sorta...” she said letting her voice trail off. There had been those she had been close to that had wounded her, but there had also been those she could have been close to that had wounded her.

There were even times when she had difficulty trusting her own Master because of it.

“It...It was a long time ago. But....” the young mage said her left hand managing to find her right elbow. Her right fist remaining fully clenched, before unclenching into a claw and then re-clenching.

"Trust. Sometimes it's so difficult..."