wilder: (Would ya stop with crossdressing plans?!)
Zelos Wilder ([personal profile] wilder) wrote in [community profile] paradisa2012-04-01 10:15 pm
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[Zelos had been taking a short nap in his room, kinda oblivious to the flooding until it started flooding into his room on the fourth floor. But you know, nothing wakes you up like ice cold water splashing on your face. And now without any choice, he's forced to vacate outside the windows, wings fully out and kinda glowing like flipping tinkerbell in the night as he struggles to try to stay in the air because he's still getting the hang of this flying thing; dictated in a VERY annoyed tone though he's not entirely aware his journal slipped open]

Seriously?!

Is this usually what counts for a rain shower here?! You gotta be kidding me! What are we supposed to do - tread water all night?! Ugh!

[What guys the night isn't complete without some whining]

[OOC: Open, over the journal- whatever. He's not a strong enough flyer to carry people without you know, making you wish you had chosen to swam instead- but at least he can be, idk- a light source if all else?]
eat_me_beat_me: (abuh?)

[personal profile] eat_me_beat_me 2012-04-17 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
[She gives him a look] I think the gentleman doth protest too much.

[She snickers, looking out the window, holding a hand out to try to watch him. Ooooh man this is gonna be interesting...]

Well the bitch said I couldn't climb a rope if my life depended on it. Let's see if she's right.

[She steps up onto her windowsill, holding onto the rope for balance]
eat_me_beat_me: (keeping tabs)

[personal profile] eat_me_beat_me 2012-04-18 05:15 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, but it's kinda tough to think of anything else you could be with those wings you've got there.

[trying not to think about the fact that she's on the fourth floor and the distinct lack of GROUND below her, Nora grips the rope and starts to pull herself up. It's tough going since the rope's slick as hell and the rain's pouring down over her.]
eat_me_beat_me: (the master at work)

[personal profile] eat_me_beat_me 2012-04-19 03:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[She grits her teeth, trying to concentrate on not falling. Her hands slip a little and she slides down a couple of inches. Panicked, she gasps and grabs on even tighter, hanging in the same place for a moment while she catches her breath.]

Try me.
eat_me_beat_me: (abuh?)

[personal profile] eat_me_beat_me 2012-04-19 04:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[She looks over at him]

Wait... are you calling me Angel or is that what you are?

[Now that her heart rate has come down to slightly more manageable levels she starts to climb again, slowly and carefully.]
eat_me_beat_me: (abuh?)

[personal profile] eat_me_beat_me 2012-04-23 10:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Just making sure. So you're an angel. Like, uh, Aziraphale?

[Surprisingly, talking is helping keep her focused on the moment and, well, not on plumetting to her death. She's moving slowly, but she's making definite headway.]
eat_me_beat_me: (wtf am I reading)

[personal profile] eat_me_beat_me 2012-04-23 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
He's an angel who used to be here... He went home.

[She pauses, trying to catch her breath.]
eat_me_beat_me: (oh really.)

[personal profile] eat_me_beat_me 2012-04-24 07:09 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, well, don't really have 'em in my world so I can't compare.

[She looks up. Almost there! Slowly she starts to climb again]
eat_me_beat_me: (ohai)

[personal profile] eat_me_beat_me 2012-04-25 05:48 pm (UTC)(link)
More fun? How do you figure?

[She can almost reach the ledge, now. SOCLOSE]
eat_me_beat_me: (ohai)

[personal profile] eat_me_beat_me 2012-04-29 07:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[She reaches up to grab the ledge, hand slipping at first thanks to the rain]

You were... [She gets a better grip, trying to pull herself up] human?