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Post by Aurora Disicio on Dec 21, 2016 21:05:22 GMT -7
Aurora was well aware of her limits, even if she pushed them regularly. If anything it was because she pushed them regularly that she was able to figure out exactly how far she could go. She'd been pushing herself or several months now, close to half a year, and she was starting to feel the effects. However, because she'd been doing it for so long, a lot of things that shouldn't be normal were starting to feel completely routine. Pain in her joints could easily be ignored. The pain in her feet and legs barely registered anymore. Most of the time she didn't think about sleeping anymore and she could stave off microsleeps with certain methods that she barely even thought about anymore. Bleeding on her hands and feet were normal, and she compensated for it in her clothing so she didn't need to think about that anymore either. However, there were some things that couldn't be completely mitigated, and she did still have to sleep sometimes. She had a schedule for it, and tried to stick to it as closely as possible.
She was starting to feel it in the morning. Her body was slowing down so dramatically that it was impossible to ignore and it would take far more effort to continue pushing it than was worth it. Aurora intended to finish some last minute filing of a few notes and then go to bed when something required her attention. One thing led to another, and suddenly it was dark outside. She was still relatively fine, just in need of sleep, but being a leader proved time consuming sometimes. A few troublemakers in Pandaemonium crossed her path on the way back, and she couldn't let this stand. They had to be stopped, and thus sleeping was put off longer. Suddenly, the city was quiet as most sane people would be asleep right now, but the docks didn't function like that; they were always more active at night. One thing lead to another, and suddenly the sun was rising again. By the time she was heading back to her room at the base, it was already light outside and she was completely out of steam.
The base was only a few blocks away, but she wasn't even sure if she'd make it that far before falling asleep standing up. Each step was a struggle, and she needed the help of a metal pole to keep herself upright while she walked. Even then, she found herself having to lean on the walls of the nearby buildings periodically to rest. Aurora removed the metal parts of her shoes about an hour ago because her legs were getting heavy and difficult to move, and her aurora hovered around her body in a bright, condensed cloud because she didn't have the mental energy to move it around anymore. It always clung to her when she didn't tell it to do something else. While it was unintentional, it kept her face and body completely obscured, which made determining why she was moving like that more difficult than it should have been. The biggest hint was that every few steps she stumbled forward because she was nodding off while trying to walk, but that could easily have been because of injuries or from drinking too much. Just a few more blocks, then a little bit more filing, and then she could sleep. She kept repeating the words in her head, mumbling them almost inaudibly to herself, in an effort to keep herself awake long enough to get to bed and avoid passing out in the street.
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Post by Blue Jay on Dec 22, 2016 15:17:27 GMT -7
It still felt weird that he was beginning to know the docks better than downtown. He used to know the layout of the city center like the back of his hand from all the nights spent up on his high horse on tall buildings, gazing over his city and protecting it from nefarious ne'er do wellers wandering the night on the hunt for purses. Since the dragon attack had reshuffled a number of the streets and tall buildings and his present relations with the Bulwarks gave him only the occasional want, let alone reason, to wander into his old territory, he’d lost the bulk of his familiarity with the place and his new grounds of the docks had risen to the opportunity. It also helped that he’d come up with a pretty good reason to draw out a new map of the docks since Aurora’s taken her hand to it.
He’d spent his night hauling around his ‘tools’, as he liked to call them to feel professional, in the bag he previously used for his gym clothes and putting the finishing touches on it, drawing in the last few blocks, double checking his math and scale in a few places, and touching up some of the details on the few sketches of landmarks and important pieces of architecture that filled the white space. After a quick (maskless) stop by the library, he was on his way back to the non-downtown HQ for what was going to be his dinner to spite the sun and his sleep schedule. One thing the docks had over downtown was that Blue Jay was a good bit less worried about being spotted out and about on his various businesses. When it was dark, that meant he actually got down to walking on the streets and alleyways, and during the day, he didn’t worry so much about landing his rooftop displacements in places that would guard him from street view. This particular morning he was landing on and trotting along the very edges of rooftops for no reason other than he could and because it gave him a nice view of the ground level. Not that that was really needed to spot the cloud of condensed sparkles, stumbling forward as only one person could but only did if something was very, very wrong.
His first assumption was that she had been shot. Again. Blue Jay’s face fell, panic rose in his stomach, and he was on the street and by her side as quickly as the sword would let him.
“Aurora! Are you okay?” He gasped, the notion of hiding his worry completely skipping his mind.
She was hard to see through her aurora - because of the brightness, he was squinting just to look in her direction - and so, for lack of concrete evidence, he was going to conclude the worst that she was bleeding out from a terrible wound regardless of the presence of the lack of blood one would think they’d see trailing on the pavement or something. She was clearly in need of immediate support and medical attention as soon after as possible.
He knew from plenty of personal experience that entering the thick of Aurora’s aurora was not a pleasant experience, but he also knew that grave injuries were not a pleasant experience either and that presently took precedence.
“What happened?” He asked hurriedly as he did not ask to try to reach (that due to hesitancy for his bare hand and worry equaled out to be about moderate in speed) into her aurora to offer his shoulder.
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Post by Aurora Disicio on Dec 22, 2016 15:39:26 GMT -7
This part of the docks was relatively quiet at this time of day. That was fortunate because Aurora had no awareness of her surroundings right now. As far as she was concerned, everything was just a hypnotic blur of colors, enough so that she wondered if this is what other people saw when they were in the middle of her aurora. Everything was blurry, the sound of her own footsteps pounded in her head despite the lack of metal, and that made noticing anything else difficult. She didn't notice Blue Jay approaching until he started talking. The sudden sound made her jump, and if not for the wall beside her, would have made her fall over. Instead, her back was against the wall and it took her a moment to regain her balance well enough to get the pole on the ground so she could right herself again.
It took her a moment to place who this was. The voice was familiar, but her brain was processing slowly enough that it took a moment of blinking blearily at him (hidden by her aurora) to remember. Aurora audibly groaned. What the hell was he doing here? Why now? He always seemed to show up at the worst times, to the point that she was starting to wonder if Giza was onto something. She tried to slap his hand away, but not only did she end up hitting his forearm close to his wrist instead of his hand, the push was so weak that it wouldn't even be capable of moving something as light as paper. However, she didn't feel like trying harder, so she just continued walking slowly and clumsily.
"Go away," she groaned, slurring her words together somewhat.
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Post by Blue Jay on Dec 22, 2016 16:24:00 GMT -7
It was worse than he thought. He’d actually managed to visibly startle her, enough that she’d needed to regain balance on a pipe he was just coming to see. Instead of a push or a slap or a punch, he got a… brush on the wrist. Even after she’d been shot she’d been able to punch him hard enough to give him whiplash. Whatever it was now, it had to be terrible. Had she been shot several times? Attacked by another powerful super? Had someone tried to kill her for her title? All three at once?
All concern for his personal safety and Aurora’s personal space evaporated.
“If you’re hurt, I can’t just leave you out here like this. What if someone tries to finish the job?” He said sternly, walking the few short steps to catch up. Wrapping his knuckles in his jacket to try to help with the aurora, he looped one of his arms under hers and grabbed the other to try to put it over his shoulder. If she didn’t want his help, she was going to have to prove to him that she didn’t need it.
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Post by Aurora Disicio on Dec 22, 2016 17:51:17 GMT -7
Aurora pressed her face against the pole she was using to steady herself. Half because she was falling asleep standing again, and half because of Blue Jay's presence. He wasn't going away, that could only mean terrible things. With all the speed of a snail with a two ton weight on its back, she moved forward in an attempt to get away before things went wrong like they always did. His words made her pause for a moment, only because thinking and walking at the same time was far beyond her abilities at the moment. She blinked a few times again and shook her head.
"What are you talking about? I'm not hurt."
That much was obvious. There was nothing wrong, she just needed to sleep. Aurora couldn't understand what he was talking about, his words didn't make sense. Once the thought passed, she faced forward again and got ready to take another step only to be stopped by Blue Jay. What was he doing? She couldn't tell right now, but it was making moving a lot harder. As Blue Jay hefted her onto his shoulder she dropped the pole, unable to both keep her balance and hold something. That only made her more confused, and more irritated now that her easiest means of helping her move fell. She squirmed in his grip, unable to muster up the strength to do more than that. After a moment she went limp and tried to think of how to move like this. There was no time for distractions, she needed to get to bed.
"Let go. Need..." she said a lot more after that, but her words quickly devolved into incoherent mumbling while she tried to take another step.
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Post by Blue Jay on Dec 22, 2016 20:36:10 GMT -7
Either she was delusional on top of being hurt, or she actually wasn’t hurt. Besides her lack of articulation supporting the first, that she appeared to have given up trying to get him to go away by means of force was another qualifier for something being horribly wrong (which was weird to think about, but he had more pressing things to let bother him), so something still had to be horribly wrong. What was she even doing out here, stumbling along the sidewalk like she’d forgotten to operate human legs and the norms that went along with the accompanying sparkly meat sack? Mind control and possession quickly put aside as not founded just yet, he came to a second stunned conclusion.
“Are- are you drunk?” Being leader of Pandaemonium seemed to be akin to an ever flowing fountain of stress for her, but Aurora hadn’t taken him as the sort. She seemed to just take care of the bunk of her stress by means of the nearest unfortunate person. Though, he didn’t smell alcohol on her, which was weird, but he didn’t know how - reasonably - else to explain her current condition.
Blue Jay sighed. “Here, let me give you a ride back to base. I don’t think I can get you in without anyone seeing,” he was feeling why Aurora never seemed to go anywhere with any kind of stealth, “but I think I can keep us from running into anyone while I get you to your room.”
Without waiting for the denial, he moved to put her other arm over his other shoulder and crouched down to scoop her the rest of the way into a piggyback. He still wasn’t getting any alcohol but he hadn’t run into any blood yet either, meaning he could figure out the reason as to why this all was happening later, stop trying to think where to rush another injured Aurora, and instead focus on figuring out the best round about route into what would’ve been the obvious answer. Which, unless Aurora managed to stop him, meant speed walking down a nearby thin alleyway. Circling around back and not walking in broad daylight would be a fairly sure-fire way in, hopefully free of people he’d either need to stutter together and excuse for or glare at. Or who knew; if they were lucky, maybe someone left a window open.
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Post by Aurora Disicio on Dec 23, 2016 0:47:35 GMT -7
"What? No."
There was no indignation in her voice despite the implications of his statement. Once again, it didn't make any sense. What about her seemed drunk? She didn't even drink, so how could she be drunk? Why did he keep speaking such nonsense? Aurora couldn't understand any of it. Her head bobbed again as she caught herself dozing off. Realizing she still needed to get back to the base as soon as possible, she tried to take another step forward only to be held back by Blue Jay's grip.
"Just...tired."
Aurora continued talking, though it was quiet enough and slurred together enough that it couldn't be understood. It took her a moment to register that she was being moved again. By the time she realized what was going on, she was already on Blue Jay's back. She weakly pushed against her back to try to force herself off of him, but quickly gave up. Her legs hurt, her joints hurt more, and her feet hurt more than even that. Walking was hard, she was tired and didn't want to move.
"Just..." she said some more unintelligible words. "...my office."
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Post by Blue Jay on Dec 23, 2016 14:52:22 GMT -7
Blue Jay wasn’t catching the majority of what she was saying. Most of it sounded like gibberish. The few intelligible words he was able to string together, however, brought him to a surprised stop at an intersection between alleys.
“You’re tired.” He confirmed flatly. “You’re just tired.”
Blue Jay sighed and picked up the pace. “Look, I know it’s probably fun and exciting to push the limits of the human body, but if this is all just because you’re tired, you’re taking things a bit far even for you.”
What was he supposed to say if he ran into someone now? ‘Oh Aurora’s been like this for a while now but apparently it’s gotten worse, she should be fine after she finally goes to sleep so I’m just taking her back to base so she can be safe while she sleeps for an undisclosed length of time’? Because that would be the first thing out of his mouth if he attempted to answer.
“What were you thinking, going outside in this state?” He grumbled aloud. “Why did you even let it get this bad in the first place?”
He was nearing the far side of the base when he heard footsteps coming from a connected alleyway. Likely more Pandaemoniums, also likely on business they’d like kept to themselves. He doubted they’d complain about his displacement to a neighbouring rooftop to keep their paths from crossing. He made a few more short displacements, factoring in that his range seemed to be shortened when he was carrying a passenger and that her aurora might be charging him like a bull, until he was near enough to the base that he could scan the windows and doors. As it was his main means of transportation, he was pretty quick at it even with the extra complications. Covering the few blocks didn’t take more than a handful of seconds.
Aurora’s suggestion narrowed down the best entranceways to one. The window door was not presently open, but that was fine because Blue Jay had a genius plan to solve that problem. He made sure Aurora was secure with only one of his arms supporting her, displaced directly in front of the door, and grabbed at the handle. He then turned and yanked the door as hard as he could.
After a bit of a drop, Blue Jay landed on his feet on the ground below and the door opened just enough that he bet he could get them in. Grinning proudly, he trotted so he had a bit of an angle and then made a final displacement onto the sill of the window, catching the side with his free hand to pull them the rest of the way into the room. No hallway traversal needed, no people ran into. Perfectly stealthy.
“We’re here.” He said gently. “Were’d you put your bed?”
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Post by Aurora Disicio on Dec 23, 2016 15:17:07 GMT -7
"Didn't go outside like this."
Once again, Aurora was confused. He kept talking about things that didn't happen, it was weird. Sure, when she first went out she was getting pretty tired, but then a bunch of stuff prevented her from getting to bed. It's not like she tried to walk out like this, that would be silly.
The displacements made her feel a bit nauseous from all the sudden movement that she couldn't follow. The world was already strange, but now it was spinning too. It made it more difficult to think straight. Her aurora had been forgotten for some time now, lost in the haze of everything else. As Blue Jay displaced, her aurora had to catch up in sudden bursts. Slamming into his back like a charging bull was an apt description, as it tried to tear through his sweatshirt to circle around Aurora again. Aurora herself didn't notice it at all. It wasn't until they were inside that she remembered it was there, and even then it was only because of her bedtime rituals. Right, that's why passing out was especially bad.
"It's in the--" Aurora paused. "Oh. I need to drop everything. In the warehouse."
Aurora knew what she was talking about, so obviously Blue Jay would too right? She had a set spot for dropping all her stuff thanks to a fake wall in one of the warehouses. She removed that, dropped her stuff there, and close it again. Some stuff she dropped in her room, but a lot of it wouldn't fit there. That's why it was important to go to the warehouse first.
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Post by Blue Jay on Dec 23, 2016 17:50:28 GMT -7
“You keep your bed in the warehouse.” Blue Jay mumbled. The theory of delusionality was gaining more points, but he dismissed the thought soon after he said it. Everything fell out of her aurora when she went to sleep, right? It was probably that rather than the lush queen size bed he assumed Aurora slept in slapped down in some corner of the warehouse.
“And what do you mean you didn’t go outside like this? Were you dragged or something?” He was mostly talking to himself and had honestly stopped expecting a clear answer of what exactly was going on. He knew Aurora had been outside and not in bed sleeping, and both those things needed to be changed. Somehow he’d become the one to do it, so he may as well just do it. Trying to settle on anything more was probably a lost cause.
He was feeling somewhat winded and a good bit like he was sent through a dryer filled with sand after being repeatedly slammed into by her aurora. Continuing to do so wasn’t exactly his idea of a pleasant afternoon, but the alternative wasn’t going to happen. Besides, he was starting to sort of get the hang of it, he told himself. There was a sort of rhythm; move, brace for impact, impact.
He only got really close to tripping twice on his way to the warehouse. He’d basically turned right on his heel and gone back out the way he came, leaving the window open for when they’d probably be coming back. Once there and steady on his feet, there wasn’t much for him to do but wander aimlessly in until she either did her thing or gave more direction.
“Hey, Aurora? Why don’t you want to be friends with me or Geata?” He asked suddenly. If he was going to be her chauffeur for the morning, he figured he may as well get something out of it. He doubted he was going to get as good an opportunity to ask that - and a couple other things he had on his mind - again any time soon.
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Post by Aurora Disicio on Dec 23, 2016 18:13:55 GMT -7
"It's in the closet, but the stuff won't fit there," she mumbled.
Aurora kept her room a well-guarded secret, but she didn't mind if Blue Jay knew. The main reason she kept it a secret was because she slept much more soundly than she used to and for much longer. During that time she'd be vulnerable to attack, so it was best for those that wanted to attack her to not know where she was. She didn't use it for much more than sleeping and bathing, so as long as she didn't have to worry about being assassinated, she didn't need to worry about keeping it a secret. She paused for a moment at Blue Jay's next question, trying to figure out how to best explain what happened. That was far too difficult for her brain right now though, so she gave up quickly.
"It just happened," was the best explanation she had.
She remained oblivious to her surroundings while he moved. In fact, she barely even registered that she was moving. That Blue Jay might not know where she kept her stuff while she slept didn't even occur to her, so she assumed he'd be able to find it with no problem. Instead, her focus was on not falling asleep, and whatever words he happened to say. The next topic hurt her brain a little. It seemed both familiar and like something that should be avoided.
"Didn't I already answer this question?"
It wasn't until Blue Jay came to a stop that she realized he was going to the wrong place. She furrowed her brow, wondering if he did it on purpose.
"This isn't the warehouse. The warehouse is over there." She didn't do anything to indicate what she was talking about. "The one where the thing...Giza and your hand."
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Post by Blue Jay on Dec 23, 2016 19:39:50 GMT -7
Her bed was in the closet and she just found herself outside. At this point Blue Jay wasn’t going to question it. He could always just ask her next time he saw her, and he could work out the fine details of where they were headed as they came up.
“Not really. I was hoping for a little bit more of an answer, because I think it’s causing pain and I want to figure out how to fix it.” He said honestly.
Figured this wasn’t the warehouse they were looking for. With ‘over there’ and no signal of which there there was as directions, as they came up was about as good as he figured he was going to get. Her follow up description gave him enough of an idea of where to head, at least.
Blue Jay departed from the wrong warehouse and headed out towards the one by the seaside. Back the way he came. Again. He took a little of a longer route along lengthier rooftops so he could spend more time jogging and use overall fewer displacements, probably for both of their comforts. As now with most things in the docks, he did thankfully remember the way. Granted it was a little hard to forget after his lungs had had a nice brunch with the warehouse dock’s seawater and his hand had very nearly ran off with a bone saw, on no small part due to Giza’s intervention and stopped by Aurora’s.
He came to a stop by the little artificial inlet he’d been using for practice because it’d been the best thing he’d had at the time to practice his strongest attacks on, as it was the easiest entrance into the building. Morbid curiosity had him wondering what would happen if he hit the stone dock with his most powerful shock wave now. Probably best for the fish and seagulls if he let that one remain a mystery.
He headed inside, glad he wasn't being chased by a magician this time and hoping there wasn’t a ‘and now go one block left’ coming his way.
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Post by Aurora Disicio on Dec 23, 2016 20:13:26 GMT -7
Aurora groaned. This whole situation was dumb. Acknowledging it was starting to become a waste of her time. She rubbed her eyes and tried to think of how to explain it all, but in the end there was nothing more to say. It was simple and there should be no problems. She understood why there were, people were insufferable after all, but there really shouldn't be.
"I don't like you. That's all. Stop asking me about it." The rest of her words turned into incoherent mumbling.
Blue Jay stopped moving again, and Aurora looked around. He got the right warehouse this time. There was a dent in the wall in the corner, and that's what she used to hide the entrance to her personal storage area. There was a hairline crack going from where the wall hit the ceiling, to where it connected with the floor. It looked like aging thanks to where the cracks were, but they were there because of Aurora's power. She lifted her head to glance at the wall, and it turned into particles. After a moment's focus, and a moment of rubbing her forehead because of a headache from the travel, her aurora went into the hidden room and started dropping all the big things inside of the aurora. The room quickly filled up with steel beams, wood, rocks, and numerous other building materials she kept. By the time she was done, her aurora was only big enough to cover her face and the top of her shoulders. She put the wall back and let her head flop back onto Blue Jay's shoulder. Her aurora charged back towards her, threatening to graze the side of his face and neck and the top of his shoulder if he didn't move.
"Okay, office now. Shelf in closet is door."
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Post by Blue Jay on Dec 23, 2016 21:44:33 GMT -7
Blue Jay had no intention to stop asking about it because it seemed to him to be a branch of a much bigger problem here. She was also his friend, regardless of mutuality, and so he owed it to her to help her as best he could, whether she wanted it or not.
“And see that’s the part I don’t get. You don’t seem to care about the people who care about you any more than the people who would overthrow you if they had the chance, apparently just because you don’t like them. Do you have any friends?” He doubted so or else he probably would’ve heard of them. Any with her civilian life seemed unlikely since her work as a super seemed akin enough to an all consuming black hole that if she had any at all, they’d probably be with this identity. It led him to the other thing that’d really been bugging him about her recently. “Why are you putting yourself through so much hell by yourself?”
He considered elaborating a little further but was stopped by the sparkly basketball of sandpaper flying towards his face. Fairly distracting as it was, he let out a surprised yelp and had to catch himself from reactively teleporting away and dropping Aurora as a result. Instead, he jumped to the side, ducking down as he did so to try to better avoid the oncoming pain. He came very close. His reflexes let him avoid the bulk of it, but his delay caught him a gaze to the cheek. He winced, but if anything, it was fast.
Blue Jay glanced down at the woman on his shoulder and exhaled tiredly. The things he did for her.
He stood up slowly, glad at least that a lot of the light was gone and he could start blinking those dots out of his eyes. She’d given the next location and he was feeling a bit more confident about speed now that her aurora was a sizable chunk smaller. Getting back to base and her office should be a fairly short order.
This plan proved effective for the sum total of three blocks. It was then, moments after he landed on the rooftop of a four story residential building and an instant before he took off again that the sword decided it’d had enough of this noise, hated him with a particular fury, or something else to that tune, and vanished. Blue Jay finished the jarring step he had already set in motion like he’d been expecting an extra stair at the bottom of a staircase and took a couple more stumbling forward to finish off the momentum, and was for a moment longer very confused.
It took him a moment more to realize it was the sword’s absence that had caused his powers to fail, another after that of hurriedly looking around to find it was nowhere in sight, and one more to put together that he’d just been abandoned on a rooftop with a half asleep faction leader on his back and no clear way down.
“Asshole sword.” He grumbled under his breath. He honestly should be used to this by now.
He also quickly came to realize that having a person on his back was not as easy as the sword’s help had made it appear. Trying to ignore how heavy Aurora suddenly felt, he glanced around the rooftop for a fire escape ladder or something similar. Luck held that there was actually one not too far from where they were. A story down, where people would actually use it.
“Um.” He began embarrassedly. “I think we’re a little stuck.”
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Post by Aurora Disicio on Dec 23, 2016 23:03:58 GMT -7
"I care about everyone. Whether they care about me is irrelevant." Her words started to turn to mud by the end.
Aurora didn't expect anyone to like her anymore, she no longer cared. However, that didn't mean that what was right somehow changed. It's why she saved him in the past despite the things he did to her. Unsurprisingly, he didn't seem to be complaining about that. Nothing she did would ever be enough for these people, there was no point in caring about their feelings about it. Because of that, she didn't even bother cultivating such relationships. She wouldn't turn them away if one formed, but she wasn't going to seek them out anymore. It didn't bother her. Until recently she would have answered his question with a no with no hesitation. But this time she hesitated for a moment before she could answer. Given their last conversation, there really was no doubt was there?
"One. That's enough." She furrowed her brow into his shoulder. "You make it sound like I'm suffering and hate everything. I'm doing what I want, what I enjoy even. It's annoying sometimes," she paused, "a lot of times, but I don't hate it or I'd stop."
Blue Jay stopped again and Aurora lifted her head. This was not her office and he knew that. Why did he stop? She frowned and blinked slowly while he explained. Stuck? Couldn't he just go to the next building like he was doing? She rubbed her eyes. If he couldn't go across then going down was easy enough. Using her power, she opened a hole in the roof, then dropped the material she grabbed into the hole she created to make a ramp. From there, it should be easy enough to get to the ground level again and use the roads to get back to the base, and then they could use the front door instead of the window to get into her office.
"Okay, not stuck now right?"
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