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A Step in the Flight Direction [Closed]

In the City, near one of Sherry's many hiding spots (safe until her parents decided to plug some kind of tracking device into her), a little girl and a little bird boy stood atop of a two-story whitewashed building. There really, logically, wasn't any reason for Sherry to be up here with him. But she knew, she just knew, that if she was down below, calling encouragement, Komali would probably never jump down.

Not that she blamed him, but as someone without wings, it was probably better that she didn't go flinging herself off of buildings. "It really isn't even that far down," she urged.

"I bet you won't even hit the ground."

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Komali still squawked like a kicked cucco, but his dismount was a tad more graceful than before and he managed that all-important first downbeat with passable grace.

And, with that first swell of air under his wings, and the resulting lift, instinct took over and Komali was hovering there, just a little under Sherry's eye-view, flapping madly and cackling, "I did it! I did it!"

Sherry pulled her omnicom out of her bag and lifted the device to take a very short video of Komali. First things first, after all. After she saved it and put the device away, she sat on the edge of the building and cheered. "See, and you were worried!"

Never let it be said she couldn't be supportive when she needed to be. Sherry even kind of smiled! "So... how do you land?"

Something was... off. Samus couldn't explain it, but she felt like there was something in the city that needed her attention. She left the precinct and walked briskly until she saw it.

"Komali!" she yelled to the little boy who appeared to be flapping for dear life. Oh God did he try jumping off a building?

Komali wasn't quite sure how to land, or how to turn, but somehow, when Samus shouted, he managed them both in one movement, flinching sideways with a startled, "M-Mom?!"

The movement wasn't within his skill to correct, and it tipped him backwards over his center of balance. He pitched down and sideways, hit the building across the street from Sherry's chosen vantage and bounced off to land int he street itself with a rough crack.

He didn't scream- he was too startled for that, but he was shaking and staring at his leg where a thin sliver of white bone was peeking through the scales.

"Komali!" Sherry sucked in a breath. This was bad, very bad, and very much not her fault in the least. Something told her that she was about to get blamed for it, anyway. That's the way things seemed to be working out lately.

"Komali! ARE YOU OKAY?!" Because she couldn't see just how badly he hurt himself, even if the CRACK! had been loud enough to make her jump.

Oh jeez...

Samus sprinted over to where Komali landed, automatically scooping him up in her arms and formulating the quickest route to the medbay in her mind.

Samus hadn't seen Sherry before, but her yelling revealed her position. Samus shot a look up to her boss's daughter. She didn't look so innocent up there.

"What happened," she more demanded than asked to both of the kids.

Komali wasn't generally a vengeful sort, but he was still stupid and innocent enough that when Sherry had lied to him, he'd really believed her. Mostly.

So, when he regained enough breath to make noise, he inhaled deeply then pointed accusingly up at Sherry, "YOU LIAR, YOU PUSHED ME!"

Hoo boy. Somebody's in trouble.

Sherry was small, blond, blue-eyed and innocently sitting on the ledge of the building. "YOU HESITATED AGAIN AND I WARNED YOU." .5 seconds before she'd done it, yup. Samus, for the moment was ignored in the light of much more important child politics. "BUT YOU FLEW, DIDN'T YOU?"

"You pushed him... You pushed him?!" Samus couldn't even begin to fathom why, but before she comes up with any reason, she shifted Komali's weight to one arm and flipped out her omnicomm.

<< Leon. >>

That's right. She's calling in her dad.

Komali glared and clung to Samus even as he was shifted, all but shaking his fist up at Sherry and her stupid blond head with its stupid blond ideas. It's a good thing he's in enough shock that the pain hasn't hit yet, because in a few minutes, this is going to really hurt.

"YOU'RE THE ONE THAT WANTED TO GO UP THERE IN THE FIRST PLACE YOU BIG FAT LYING LIAR!" he screeched in a way that was almost certainly audible to Leon over the comm.

Oh.

Oh Crap.

Ohcrapohcrapohcrap. Before the second syallble left Samus's mouth, Sherry was up and running. And for a little girl with skinny legs? She was pretty quick, especially thanks to Master Chief. It was, she knew, probably more damning to run away, but she didn't care at the moment.

They were calling her father. She needed to run. The little girl jumped down to the next connecting building, and off in the direction of the Vatican.

A response came back soon enough.

«Samus...?» He was wondering what was all that noise in the background down there.

«Your daughter-» She stopped. Crap, Sherry is running. Samus can't run so quickly with Komali in her arms. She shoves the omnicomm away and it crackles off on the channel, so she could go after Sherry. She didn't have much of a chance of catching her.

The Master Chief is doing a routine patrol of the city. Nothing out of the ordinary for him, but he's starting to think they may have finally eradicated all the dangerous crap that's known to live down here.

Wait, no. Peripheral vision. Movement. The Chief's head snaps toward a shadow, someone or some thing moving up an alley.

He rounds the corner.

Sherry, unfortunately, could not stop quick enough when Master Chief suddenly appeared from around the corner. She didn't even have time to screech in alarm before she ran face-first into his leg, and bounced off.

She laid there for a long moment, dazed, with the wind knocked out of her.

The Chief jumps back, not quite quickly enough to avoid impact though. His suit's shields flare up when the mysterious thing-wait-that's-a-child runs into him. He recognizes this kid.

"Sherry?" Oh jeeze, he didn't expect that. She just ran into him, though, she should be okay.

"Are you alright?"

And here comes Samus, jogging with Komali in her arms. She sees Chief with Sherry and pulls out her omnicomm which still probably had Leon on the line. She tosses it to Chief without even thinking.

"Get Leon. Keep her here until he gets here."

Samus is clearly a little (or a lot) angry. It's one of the few times she's been worked up.

"I have to bring him," she shifts Komali again, "to the medbay."

Komali clung grumpily to Samus, but the pain was starting to seep in now, and it plastered all his feathers tight to his body, making him seem even smaller than he was.

Samus was angry, and an angry Samus Aran had a sort of aura that made speaking, even to call Sherry a noony-head seem unwise. Surely, she was one, but something told Komali to hunker down, shut up and do nothing more than give a little wave at 'Mister Chief' over the broken bone that was really beginning to hurt.

Caught! AGAIN. She was getting tired of these faster-than-she adults that kept popping up. Sherry pushed herself to her feet and looked between Samus and Master Chief.

If she just thought of them like the monster dogs from way back then, then maybe... Well, maybe not Master Chief. But she could definitely make it around Samus, so...

Sherry tried to flee again. At least she was stubborn.

The Chief catches Samus' comm and, in short succession, Sherry. The Chief has a good grip.

"Yes ma'am," he replies.

<< Kennedy, this is Chief. I have Sherry at- >> he reads off their location.

He looks down at her. "What did you do?"

Seriously. He wants to know what the hell is going on down here and why Samus' bird kid is bleeding.

«Already en route. Is she all right? And where's Samus?»

Seriously, what the hell was going on?

Komali still has his Comm, by the way.. He's not done yelling at Sherry yet.

<<SHERRY PUSHED ME OFF A BUILDING AND NOW I'M BLEEDING!>>

Oh jeez Komali. Stop fussing so you don't hurt yourself even more.

She would facepalm so hard if her hands were free.

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dis-courageous.livejournal.com - 2010-07-31 19:16 (UTC) - Expand

Sherry glanced at the ground, her lips a firm, if irritated, line. "I was helping Komali, and she," not Sherry, but Samus, "startled him and he fell." Whether or not the little girl had pushed him to begin with was fairly moot to her.

Komali would've been fine if he hadn't gotten scared. ...AND he was trying to yell at her!

«KOMALI, YOU JERK, FALLING WAS ENTIRELY YOUR FAULT.»