trans_9 | Enjoying the open air.

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Enjoying the open air.

Perched atop one of the tallest buildings in the city, Celena took in the view, taking in the sights of all the unfamiliar structures and buildings. Her sharp eyes scanning over one to the next, surveying the layout of the city even as the dawning sun rose, lighting the artificial canyons.

“A fine day to for a flight, as any,” a light rumbling chuckle leaving her as she uncurled her tail and stood. Casting aside her worries and unfurling her wings to stretch them wide. Taking one last gaze across the cityscape before she leapt forth, diving down into the maze of artificial canyons the city formed.

A fine day to fly indeed.

((OOC: Feel free to spot her flying and try and get her attention, or even join her in the air if the charrie can fly))

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< Yeah, it's one good thing about being inside. > a voice seemingly in her head said in reply. < Could do with some artificial thermals, though. It gets tiring after a while. I have to call them up in the sensoriums. > Even though he suspected she might have been downsized to fit on the ship, the hawk-boy still felt rather small compared to the dragon.

Tobias was partly reverting back to his old recon behavior, even though a hawk here would be noticeable, unlike back home. He had no idea where to find Tom or Karen, but it was wise to try and spot them, somewhere or other. He was also just getting some exercise, stretching his wings a bit before the, as Marco would call it, "goo of the day".

Celena blinked and tilted her head in flight at the sudden reply, though not phased by the telepathic nature of it. -Indeed, thermals can prove quite useful for tired wings, but one makes do with what one has,- She sent back telepathically in kind.

Tilting on wingtip to fly on edge between two buildings she arched her flight back up to soar back above the buildings as she looked for a moment or the source of the contact, spotting the hawk flying not far away. -I gather then that there is little in the way of an artificial weather cycle for this city-

< Definitely true. I also think maybe it depends on wing design and all that. Everyone's different. > Hawks were able to fly on their own just fine, but they were adapted to use thermals and glide as much as possible, to save energy.

There was a slight element of surprise in his voice; he wasn't used to beings other than Andalites or morphed Animorphs thought-speaking to him. But then, the unusual was even more the norm here than back home.

< Not that I know of. But you can make one in the Sensoriums, I think. > he said.

< My name's Tobias, by the way. > he added, not wanting to forget.

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<Indeed,wing design and the actual body form would have an affect on such things.> She conceded in reply with a nod, wings wide to glide for a moment before bringing them down again in a powerful beat to keep her course and height.

Noting the surprise in his tone she filed that away in her mind before returning his greeting. <A pleasure to meet you then, Tobias. My own name is Celena.>

Tilting her head as she arched her path around a particularly high building, <Hmm I have heard talk of the Sensoriums, however I have not yet investigated them myself, perhaps I shall have to.>

Well that was a sight she hadn't seen in a while.

Soaring into the air, Sofia followed the- dragon?

"I hope you don't mind if I join?"

Celena arched her course around one of the taller buildings before leveling out above the majority of the buildings. The voice nearby causing her to look to the source as she flew. A human flying? That was interesting...using magic? or something else she wondered.

"Not at all, company is welcomed," she called out back to the other, tilting on wing tip lightly to trace a slow arch above the city.

In this case, something else.

"Good. I will not come too close. I don't want to throw off your flying." She kept a fair distance between them, just enough so that her wind manipulation wouldn't disturb Celena. "My name is Sofia."

Have curious dragon then.

Celena rumbled out a chuckle, "Do not worry, it takes a good deal to throw my flight," she replied as she glanced back to the other flying nearby, feeling the faintest changes in the wind in her direction, "My own is Celena, a pleasure to meet you Sofia,"

Angling her flight once more about one of the taller buildings before she spoke once more, "A curious manner of flight you have,"

"Pleasure to meet you too." Sofia responded with a smile. "I'm a mutant. I can control the wind."

Celena tilted her head, smiling back to the other, "Mutant? Hmm, a useful ability indeed then, especially the level of control that must be required to fly as you do," She replied with interest.

"Yes, humans with a genetic mutation. It grants us different powers. Of course, we have to learn how to use them. It took me a while to learn how to fly without making myself or someone else fall over." Sofia sighed and closed her eyes for a moment, allowing herself to just feel the wind buoying her. She had missed it so.

"Indeed? A curious mutation then, for it to cause such things." She replied with interest before nodding with a smile as she looked back to the human nearby, "Such things are not learned overnight indeed, the more you practice the better you become, goes for any power or talent really," She commented happily, flexing her wings and arching them to barrel roll up and over Sofia to end up on the far side.

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