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trans_92012-03-31 02:12 pm
keep_surviving) wrote in trans_92012-03-31 02:12 pm
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Then I'll let you break it again and again [Open]
Diana was walking through hydroponics. With Jinx. And Provisions. Like some kind of warped, family outing.
Why?
They were having a lazy day in Jinx’s apartment, Diana watching Pro glide to and fro along the different pieces of furniture and Jinx lounging on the sofa reading one of her books, with the young bird occasionally coasting over her head to clip at her hair, much to Diana’s smug amusement and Jinx’s exasperation.
After a small period of time, Jinx put her book away and came over to see the other girl who was squatting in her apartment, expression on her face that as if she’d had a brilliant idea. Slyly, she put forward the idea that since they spent so much time together anyway, perhaps she and Diana could go on a date.
The result was Diana laughing in her face. It was a short laugh that only escaped because the question had been so unexpected, but it had swiftly drained all confidence from Jinx’s face.
Despite the fact Diana had no desire to partake in ‘dates’, especially the type that included commitment, because she had no use for that, the crushed expression on Jinx’s face as she tried pull her damaged pride back made Diana actually feel guilty.
It was at this point she realized she may be getting far too invested with Jinx and that perhaps this relationship was taking a turn into something Diana was not planning for and had been trying to steer clear of.
But if it had, it was too late to change now, she’d just have to think of some way of dealing with it later. For now though, she had to appease the girl who looked like she was about to crawl under her bed and hide from the world for a month.
So, Diana had suggested that maybe they could go for a walk together. It was still a very cheesy, romantic novel thing, which usually made Diana roll her eyes and brush the idea away, but it had certainly brought the light back into the those pink eyes.
So, now here they were.
Provisions coasting from branch to branch, exploring and strengthening his wings and flight skills, stopping to make sure the two girls were still close by and crowing for their attention when he managed a long glide. He was still incapable of true flight, but he’d certainly been coming along these past few days.
Jinx and Diana walked side by side, watching him hop and flap about. Jinx had been mostly quiet since they’d set off. Diana guessed she was still sore from the laugh. Joy.
Why?
They were having a lazy day in Jinx’s apartment, Diana watching Pro glide to and fro along the different pieces of furniture and Jinx lounging on the sofa reading one of her books, with the young bird occasionally coasting over her head to clip at her hair, much to Diana’s smug amusement and Jinx’s exasperation.
After a small period of time, Jinx put her book away and came over to see the other girl who was squatting in her apartment, expression on her face that as if she’d had a brilliant idea. Slyly, she put forward the idea that since they spent so much time together anyway, perhaps she and Diana could go on a date.
The result was Diana laughing in her face. It was a short laugh that only escaped because the question had been so unexpected, but it had swiftly drained all confidence from Jinx’s face.
Despite the fact Diana had no desire to partake in ‘dates’, especially the type that included commitment, because she had no use for that, the crushed expression on Jinx’s face as she tried pull her damaged pride back made Diana actually feel guilty.
It was at this point she realized she may be getting far too invested with Jinx and that perhaps this relationship was taking a turn into something Diana was not planning for and had been trying to steer clear of.
But if it had, it was too late to change now, she’d just have to think of some way of dealing with it later. For now though, she had to appease the girl who looked like she was about to crawl under her bed and hide from the world for a month.
So, Diana had suggested that maybe they could go for a walk together. It was still a very cheesy, romantic novel thing, which usually made Diana roll her eyes and brush the idea away, but it had certainly brought the light back into the those pink eyes.
So, now here they were.
Provisions coasting from branch to branch, exploring and strengthening his wings and flight skills, stopping to make sure the two girls were still close by and crowing for their attention when he managed a long glide. He was still incapable of true flight, but he’d certainly been coming along these past few days.
Jinx and Diana walked side by side, watching him hop and flap about. Jinx had been mostly quiet since they’d set off. Diana guessed she was still sore from the laugh. Joy.
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It was at this moment, Provisions suddenly let out a loud 'craw' and jumped off the branch he'd been roosting on. But instead of gliding his way to the next branch or coasting over to the two of them, he began beating his large deep blue and black wings. With this, he was able to adjust his altitude and maintain his height, altering his speed as he flew in a large circle around them, serving through trees and avoiding branches, un-reliant on anything but his own wings to defy gravity.
After several laps, he swooped towards them, using his tail correctly to make an accurate landing upon Diana's shoulder, where he stood himself tall, turning his head this way and that, looking very proud.
Diana stared at him, rather surprised, enough so to actually let it show without releasing it. "He flew."
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"What a clever boy!" She cooed.
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The young bird had fluffed up his chest feathers at Jinx's recognition and was now looking back at Diana.
He'd flown.
This creature that she'd found in her room, this once small, breakable pink collection of pin thin bones and almost transparent skin had actually grown. It had sprouted feathers. And now it was flying.
This thing that cried for her attention, her food, her protection, her care and had followed her at almost every moment of everyday had suddenly laughed in the face of gravity.
And now he was looking at her for a reaction.
Diana wasn't entirely sure what she was feeling right now, or if she even wanted to be feeling it. But she gave a small smile, gently grabbing his beak in her hand and shaking it playfully and softly as he gurgled happily.
"Good boy, well done."
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"Guess all that practice really paid of." She mused with a twinkle in he eye.
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"Now your hair will never be safe."
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A moment of courage, steeling herself and as Pro finished his snack she took Diana's hand in her clean none. "Come on then, let's go find some not exploded fruit." leading her and Pro further down the path and away from where the confrontation had taken place. Thank the gods for Provisions little performance.