[ Her shock reaches him first, blooming with his own at the fact that he's flying. He's actually, honestly hovering in the air, well above the ground. Exhilaration bursts in his chest, the strangeness of the situation and the mysterious mist momentarily forgotten in favor of how cool this is. The excitement bleeds into his expression when Lux flits up to him. ]
You got it, too! [ Nevermind that she seems kind of angry with him. ] Did we tie?
[ Akira gives a couple of flaps of his wings and finds that it lifts him a bit higher, but it also poses a new issue: He doesn't know how to approach anything but vertical movement. It's kind of like he's just gotten into a pool for the first time—he's got staying afloat down, but actual swimming is another matter entirely. This may be where the finer aspects of control come in. ]
[ He jumped off the roof and scared the daylights out of her, she has every right to be a little angry with him! But he seems so delighted—and Lux can't deny that hovering up here is exhilarating. She can't take the wind out of his sails, and Akira is the reason why she's up here in the first place.
But the roof, Akira? Really? This man is going to be the death of her. ]
Of course I did! I thought you were going to fall! You didn't do that just so you could win, did you?
[ And yet she can't seem to keep the excitement from her voice, or from trickling over toward him. She must not be as mad as she's trying to make herself seem to be, or perhaps watching him continue to rise higher gives Lux something else to focus on. ]
No, it just seemed like the best way to get in the air.
[ He really means that, too. It was either that or run across the lawn and jump, and this seemed like the more surefire method. Akira keeps himself bobbing in the air with slow movements of his wings, growing more distracted as he tries to focus on the little shifts in them. ]
Um. Forward. [ Lux seems to have that part down already, but that's probably a difference in their wings. ]
[ He's awfully nonchalant for having just leapt from the roof. What if it hadn't worked, or she wasn't able to help break his fall? It all worked out, and he managed to get them both in the air, but at least acknowledge how dangerous that was...
Blinking rapidly, Lux looks back at her own wings, suddenly aware of what they're doing. Hmm. ]
Have you tried leaning in the direction you want to go?
[ Sure enough, even if it is subtle, Lux doesn't seem to be completely straight, angled slightly toward the house. ]
I think it may have something to do with wing position, but yours likely work differently.
[ Clearly Akira isn't even thinking about all of the ways that could've gone wrong. It worked, and that's all that matters, right? He's just focused on how to figure out how to get moving for real. Lux's suggestion does seem like a solid place to start. Lean forward, and combine that with some slight adjustments to the position of his wings...
The next flap does, in fact, propel him forward, as well as the next. Akira tries to grin over his shoulder at her, but the movements of his wings block most of the view. ]
Got it.
[ Turning is still a thing, but he'll cross that bridge when he comes to it. ]
[ He sounds so proud of himself, and even if his wings block his face, Lux can hear the grin in his voice. Coasting over to his side, she smiles at him coolly.
Directly beside him. Leaning forward slightly, she tries to catch his eye. ]
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You got it, too! [ Nevermind that she seems kind of angry with him. ] Did we tie?
[ Akira gives a couple of flaps of his wings and finds that it lifts him a bit higher, but it also poses a new issue: He doesn't know how to approach anything but vertical movement. It's kind of like he's just gotten into a pool for the first time—he's got staying afloat down, but actual swimming is another matter entirely. This may be where the finer aspects of control come in. ]
Now to figure out how to go...
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But the roof, Akira? Really? This man is going to be the death of her. ]
Of course I did! I thought you were going to fall! You didn't do that just so you could win, did you?
[ And yet she can't seem to keep the excitement from her voice, or from trickling over toward him. She must not be as mad as she's trying to make herself seem to be, or perhaps watching him continue to rise higher gives Lux something else to focus on. ]
How to go..? [ What? ]
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[ He really means that, too. It was either that or run across the lawn and jump, and this seemed like the more surefire method. Akira keeps himself bobbing in the air with slow movements of his wings, growing more distracted as he tries to focus on the little shifts in them. ]
Um. Forward. [ Lux seems to have that part down already, but that's probably a difference in their wings. ]
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Blinking rapidly, Lux looks back at her own wings, suddenly aware of what they're doing. Hmm. ]
Have you tried leaning in the direction you want to go?
[ Sure enough, even if it is subtle, Lux doesn't seem to be completely straight, angled slightly toward the house. ]
I think it may have something to do with wing position, but yours likely work differently.
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[ Clearly Akira isn't even thinking about all of the ways that could've gone wrong. It worked, and that's all that matters, right? He's just focused on how to figure out how to get moving for real. Lux's suggestion does seem like a solid place to start. Lean forward, and combine that with some slight adjustments to the position of his wings...
The next flap does, in fact, propel him forward, as well as the next. Akira tries to grin over his shoulder at her, but the movements of his wings block most of the view. ]
Got it.
[ Turning is still a thing, but he'll cross that bridge when he comes to it. ]
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Directly beside him. Leaning forward slightly, she tries to catch his eye. ]
Want to put that to the test?
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Sure. What do you have in mind?
[ They already raced to get into the air—is it time for a proper competition through it? ]