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Who: Anyone
When: Day 113, late morning/afternoon
Where: HQ
What: Miiiiiingle

[ HQ continues coasting merrily over the treetops all day today! Enjoy however you like. Hang out by the windows, in your apartments, venture into the dome o' lizagons, etc.

For a few observant types, over at the 4th floor common area by the fountain, there's a wall that looks a little more bent out of shape than usual, like something big and weighty tried running into it a few times. There might also be a few bloodstains but that's probably totally normal around here.

Meanwhile, for a few others, the absence of a particular individual since HQ took off might not have gone unnoticed. ]

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. . . well - 'sjust 'cuz I'm good at what I do. 'Sall. Don't mean I can actually teach it.

Would you need to? They aren't human. You'd really just need it to follow you, and it'd learn on its own.

I . . . guess . . . ?

Not that it's . . . probably anything that would ever happen anyway. But there's always babysitting.

. . . yeah . . .

Ahh, maybe . . . never mind. It's really silly thinking, when we don't know if it will hatch at all . . .

[She steps backward, reaching for the balcony door and stepping out.]

. . . if you're keepin' it warm and safe it should hatch fine . . .

[f-follows her]

Safe is easy. Warm is harder, when we don't know how warm they'd normally be.

[Rests both hands on the railing, looking out.]

. . . still jungle. But like this . . . it's really not so bad.

Y'can't ask about it? Ain't their a nature-y god?

[. . . comes to lean next to her]

I guess it ain't.

Is there?

Back home . . . a long time ago, now, I made shoes that helped people fly in skies like these.

. . . flyin' shoes?

. . .

Wait, like those weird shoes that kid had? Uh . . . Ikki, or whatever his name is.

Mm, that's right. Ikki's especially.

We call them Air Trek, or really just A-T.

. . . how can they fly? They just had wheels on 'em.

Ahh, the full explanation . . . it might be a little bit complicated. But it's like . . .

You know the wind too, don't you? The shape of it, and the feel. All A-T do for someone like you . . . all they do is let you catch hold. The rest is up to you.