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Who: Chrysos, anyone
When: Day 89, early evening
Where: Outside HQ
What: He'd fly through the air with the greatest of ease, the daring young man on the flying---
[ so anyone observant passing by parts of the third floor windows or lower today, or possibly just romping around in the foliage outside the building, might see or hear a few things. A blur of movement swooshing through the leaves. Light, periodic thunks and scrapes of something against wood. Heavier thumps against branches, swaying them a fraction, the scrape of heels against a wall or two. The creak of a rope.
The odd muttered curse. ]
--detach, won't you, lightdamned son of a--
[ Or yelp of surprise, followed by crash crash thunkWHUMP. ]
When: Day 89, early evening
Where: Outside HQ
What: He'd fly through the air with the greatest of ease, the daring young man on the flying---
[ so anyone observant passing by parts of the third floor windows or lower today, or possibly just romping around in the foliage outside the building, might see or hear a few things. A blur of movement swooshing through the leaves. Light, periodic thunks and scrapes of something against wood. Heavier thumps against branches, swaying them a fraction, the scrape of heels against a wall or two. The creak of a rope.
The odd muttered curse. ]
--detach, won't you, lightdamned son of a--
[ Or yelp of surprise, followed by crash crash thunkWHUMP. ]
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...steps off the branch :x ]
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pulls the rest of the rope below up with the other hand, till he can grab onto the metal thing weighing it down at the end ]
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flips a lever on one side of the device and there's a click and whirrrr, the coil spinning as it winds up the excess rope. Eventually he lets go of the rope itself to hang off the device, metal fingers gripping the handle firmly ]
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Shut up Claude.If I couldn't just sparkle up to places, I would find that very useful.]
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grabs onto the handle with both hands and swings his legs up over his head, hooking onto the branch with his feet, and then doing a few more twists and limbholds to finally get most of himself on top of the thing. Arm still draped over the side, he presses something on the device and there's another click, and he yanks at the rope--
...and yanks.
... ]
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[Here let me just join you up here out of nowhere.]
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...
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I'm not going to push you off.
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Force of habit.
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[ digs in a beltpouch and pulls out a screwdriver, tinkering with one side of it :T ]
Though as you can see, the second function remains somewhat imperfected.
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[ pockets a handful of screws and pulls the entire thing apart into two segments, examining them ]
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Heights are of no consequence to Servants. Still, for those who are not so prepared for falls, your work will be more than valuable.
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...do you teleport or fly, then?
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[ tinker tinker tinker ]
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