Are you afraid of heights? (closed)

[twin_blade]

WHO: Vax and Sciel
WHEN: January
WHERE: Various
WHAT: Searching and catching up
NOTES\WARNINGS: Will update if needed



[ The weather is still cold for the season, but Vax doesn't mind very much. He can hardly worry about that when a friend is missing and the friend's brother is sick in bed. There's nothing else he can do to help except continue the search, which he's been doing daily since they got back from the fairy world and came to realize Clive was missing.

Having a little company would be nice, though. He and Sciel can catch up a bit.

Once he sees her at the entrance of the apartments, Vax drops down from the roof of the building with large raven wings beating the air beneath it to slow his descent until he lands lightly on his feet a short distance away from her. Once he lands, the pair of wings tuck behind him for now. ]

Hey.

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[cache_coeur]

[Sciel had gotten back with enough time to nip upstairs and freshen up for what she’s sure will be at least a few more hours in the cold –– dry socks, a change of clothes, a swipe of lip balm. She’s back downstairs with a few minutes to spare, standing in the doorway, for once entirely buttoned up. A smile breaks out on her face as he descends, despite the somber reason to get together.]

I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of seeing you do that. [All those beautiful, glossy feathers. She steps towards him, leaning in to swiftly kiss his cheek, a hello.] How are you doing?

[twin_blade]

[ Vax is glad to see she dressed warm for their outing. The wind can add to the cold when they're in the air. His armor provides him with some protection, but he wouldn't want her to feel chilly.

The sweet greeting gets a smile from Vax, who then lifts his brow and heaves a deep sigh at the question. ]

I've been better, but we'll talk about it as we go.

[ He doesn't want to delay the search or lose the light. ]

Ready?

[ Vax lifts his hands, ready to sweep her off her feet. ]

[cache_coeur]

[Oh, Vax. Her brows knit with sympathy, and she squeezes his forearm. They’ll do their best to find him.]

Ready!

[She laughs a little under her breath –– there’s an odd intimacy to being swept up into someone’s arms instead of simply climbing up onto a much larger creature’s back, but it is what it is. She puts her arms around his neck.]

[twin_blade]

[ If she prefers to climb onto his back, it may be possible, so long as his wings are not obstructed. For now, Vax bends slightly as he lifts her off her feet and carries her in his arms.

There's a smile at the sound of her laughter. Vax looks up at the sky, then the wings behind him spread and following a leap, they beat the air and lift them off the ground. Soon, they're rising over the top of the apartment building and heading west. ]

I've been searching from the center of the city outward. Dion has been scouring the perimeter.

[cache_coeur]

[His arms are more than fine, and it’s nice to be held, rather than just clinging to him. She wonders, briefly, how possible this is –– how his wings could lift them both, if he’ll get tired easier –– and then he’s lifting off, and she’s squeezing him tighter. Her whole body feels like it’s tensing, bracing for nothing in particular, and then… they’re flying, and it’s beautiful up in the air, so much of the city below spread out under them.

Incredible. She tears her gaze from the roof of the apartment building to look at his face, eyes big and round.]

And not a single sign of him? This is so strange.

[twin_blade]

[ Strong as they seem, it's logical that his wings will tire out more quickly when he's carrying someone rather than flying alone, but he wouldn't offer if he couldn't handle it for the necessary amount of time. Maybe some breaks will be in order.

A shake of his head follows. ]

Not one. Maybe he'll just turn up like nothing happened, but if there's even a chance that he's injured or unable to make contact, we have to keep looking.

[ He turns his head a little and smiles at her. Once they reach a good height, his wings glide them through the air, beating now and again to keep them aloft. ]

Not too cold, are you?