Lucky Seventh
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Oh, you know this song and dance by now -- or at least, Lucy hopes you do, as she's singing and dancing along to the song on the jukebox. Green streamers and balloons, along with a healthy sprinkling of table confetti on the bar, complete the look of the Inkwell for this birthday. Come on, the birthday girl needs a partner.
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16/9/16 02:46 (UTC)"That's right," Butterfly Boy says, perking up. "So perhaps we'll see her at the fair!"
"Sheesh -- well, us fictional sorts tend to be tougher than real-world squishies," is Lucy's opinion on that. "But it's as good as anything when it comes to dramatic reveals. And yeah, good idea. Might as well know where you stand before you commit to anything."
Vic sticks her tongue out at her before giggling herself. Ah well, no huge jackpot this week.
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16/9/16 15:54 (UTC)"We're still short a few, too," says AL. "We haven't figured out the Song for a few of the guys yet."
"Like me," says Jamie.
"And me," adds Adam.
"Here, too," puts in Gary.
"Plus a few more," says AL with a wave of her hand. "Yes, yes, we're slacking. Oh well."
She then nods at Butterfly Boy. "I believe she was going to be at the fair even before...the incident. So, yes. She's taken a break from that one for a little to work on the I-Meet-Luke story, but she will get back to it."
And one more nod at Lucy. "I like to think that, were our meeting a game, then that Dramatic Reveal would be an anime cutscene. Then viewable in the Extras menu after completing the main game." She chuckles. "It's the 'physics' that's plaguing her now." She pauses, thinking. "I don't think that's the right word. Here, let me illustrate."
AL goes over to the bar and grabs some pretzel sticks, breaking them into pieces to make crude (but tasty) stick figures. Potato chips acts as her stick figure's wings. She holds out her hand and the figures float into the air. Stick!Phoenix is positioned so that he's falling while Stick!AL is skydiver-style hurtling toward him. ((A visual aid with even cruder (and less tasty) stick figures, yay!))
"So, Phoenix is falling and I'm after him, right? When I catch up, I wrap my arms around him and teleport him back up."
The stick figures come together and Stick!AL holds onto Stick!Phoenix.
"It's being considered if I should try and slow the momentum before teleporting, lest we keep it when reappearing and thus hit the ground hard and risk injury anyway. But opening my wings at that velocity may nearly rip them out of their sockets. I heal fast, but that's gonna frikken hurt and sometimes pain makes my powers not work right." She taps her chin. "I suppose the overwhelming concern the other characters on the top of the cliff have for Phoenix's safety could act as an anchor. It'd be Trucy -- his adopted daughter -- and Apollo and Athena -- his apprentices -- so those feelings should be strong enough to guide me back up." She shrugs. "Well, there's no plans to write it out yet so I'll just have to entertain myself with visions of the rescue." She shrugs again and eats the stick figures.
But not before playfully flinging one of the pieces in V's direction at her expression, giggling herself. Her wings are still blue at the tips, but it's less prominent now, indicating she's feeling better.
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17/9/16 04:11 (UTC)"Very nice," Vic agrees as some of the others clap. "And I'm sure you'll figure something out sooner or later. Some songs just leap out of nowhere one day and grab ya."
"Good," Butterfly Boy nods. "And yes, tell her to take her time. We know -- well. Whatever she needs to help herself through it." The other Victors nod along, expressions quite serious. After all, they all remember very clearly what it was like after Scraps.
"Sort of like how A:MR's memories and paper-theater-style cutscenes get their own galleries in the menu?" Lucy grins. "That would be pretty cool. . ."
The nom-nom demonstration is watched with interest by all concerned. "That is physics," Doc confirms. "Has to do with Newton's laws of motion, in fact. A body in motion wants to stay in motion and suchlike. I can see the downside of using your wings as a parachute -- particularly if it'll interrupt the use of your other powers -- but it probably would be a good idea to find a way to slow yourselves down. Any sort of sudden stop at what I assume is terminal velocity is -- well. . ."
"Maybe appear close to the ground and go into a roll?" Vic suggests, shrugging. "I dunno -- this is why I don't generally write about saving falling people." She dodges the food, smirking. "Gonna have to be faster than that!"
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19/9/16 00:53 (UTC)She nods at V. "Yeah, that's what happened with Coulson. 'Meteor Shower' by Owl City just kind of jumped up and bit us, but the lyrics made sense: ♪I am not my own, for I have been made new. Please don't let me go, I desperately need you♪."
Coulson nods. "Well, I was resurrected and then started feeling uneasy about the things that didn't add up and you were one of the few I could trust, so...yeah."
She can't comment anymore on any canine companions, but she perks up at Doc's words. "Wow, I had knowledge," she grins. "But, yeah. Tucking and rolling's a good idea, though. But, again, nothing to worry about 'til something's written. It's not even a story scene yet, so I think we have a while." Probably. Stick with fantasy visions.
AL just shrugs and laughs at V. "Well, can't blame me for trying."
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19/9/16 03:26 (UTC)"That happens with almost all of my Valice songs, honestly -- I'll be listening to them and suddenly the lyrics will make sense for at least one of my AUs," Vic says, chuckling. "I've actually got 'Meteor Shower' down in my head as a Valice song, though only in the sense that 'I like it and it feels right for them.'"
"Shipping, kids -- this is what it does to you," Forgotten jokes.
"Right -- don't put the cart before the horse," Doc agrees. "I'm sure she'll figure out something acceptable. After all, she's probably going to be imagining the scenario a hundred different ways. Vic does that all the time."
"It's fun!" Vic protests.