[ He has no idea what that is, but he's not complaining. She's so happy and he's not about to complain about the change in mood. Hes comfortable enough with flying that he isn't frightened, and he has enough trust in her to not cling like it's life or death. ]
Items from home appear through the glow in our chests. It may have been pulled here by your own need.
Well, whatever it was that did it, [ carefully, she sets them back on solid ground, though she's slow about letting go of him. ] I'm glad it did. It's been over a year since I've been able to fly.
[ she just--takes half a step back and sits cross-legged. mid-air. plants an elbow on her knee, rests her chin in her palm, and raises an eyebrow at him. ]
[ she rolls her eyes. then... pauses. clearly thinking. ]
You know, it would probably easier if we figured out how much force is needed to break one of my bones and just calculated the fastest I can safely land.
It varies from bone to bone. It takes about 4,000 newtons of force to break the typical human femur. It's safer to err on the side of caution than to assume you're any more durable than the average human.
And ankles aren't as durable as femurs. [ there's a long bit of silence where kara stares off into the distance, mouthing words to herself as she does some calculations. ] My best bet is probably going to be just stopping before I hit the ground.
[hmmm... she takes a look around. eyes how high the ceiling is. ]
[ that's not actually a comment about his dick. grayson or otherwise. kara figures that much recklessness has to have some sort of root cause other than "adrenaline junkie".
but before damian can answer, kara let's herself fall. not as fast as she can fly, but fast enough. she's concentrating so hard on making sure she gets this right--and she does--that it triggers her other powers. all the light in the room gets sucked out of the bulbs and into her hands, startling her just enough that she drops those last few inches with a startled eep! ]
I think he's struggling to find a way out of my father's shadow.
[ Well, that's - that's one way to startle Damian. It's an immediate flame on reaction, he stiffens and whips his head around for a potential threat - visible only because with the rest of his body covered in flame-retardant fabric, the fire sprouts from the top of his head. ]
Sorry! Sorry, that was me. [ it takes a bit of concentration, but she flicks the lights back to their sources. ] Still don't have a perfect handle on that bit.
[ which she is displeased about. she's been practing and everything! ]
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Items from home appear through the glow in our chests. It may have been pulled here by your own need.
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It may be too dangerous to do it out in the open... but you're welcome to use this place in the interim.
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[ since, y'know. it's his and jay's space. their compromised space. that they will probably be ditching. ]
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[ Worst case scenario she can fly off and he can like, murder someone with a knife. ]
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You sure you want to spend that much time with me? Might cut into your serious vigilante business time.
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I'd rather have you accustomed to the ability and able to use it than to waste the opportunity.
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"Accustomed to the ability." Damian, I've been flying for eight years. I'd say I'm pretty accustomed.
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Don't get me wrong, I'd really like to hang with you and get to fly more. It's just... I'd say like riding a bike but I've. Never actually done that.
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That... is actually a good point. [ not being durable anymore sucks, man. ]
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[ see??? see???? ]
You can use my old mattress if you need something soft to try on.
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You know, it would probably easier if we figured out how much force is needed to break one of my bones and just calculated the fastest I can safely land.
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[ hmmm... she takes a look around. eyes how high the ceiling is. ]
Where's your mattress?
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I think I'll still be able to do it pretty easily, but better to have something to catch me, just in case.
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[ He drags it into the center of the room, frowning up at her. ]
Jason's already cornered the market on recklessness.
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[ that's not actually a comment about his dick. grayson or otherwise. kara figures that much recklessness has to have some sort of root cause other than "adrenaline junkie".
but before damian can answer, kara let's herself fall. not as fast as she can fly, but fast enough. she's concentrating so hard on making sure she gets this right--and she does--that it triggers her other powers. all the light in the room gets sucked out of the bulbs and into her hands, startling her just enough that she drops those last few inches with a startled eep! ]
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[ Well, that's - that's one way to startle Damian. It's an immediate flame on reaction, he stiffens and whips his head around for a potential threat - visible only because with the rest of his body covered in flame-retardant fabric, the fire sprouts from the top of his head. ]
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[ which she is displeased about. she's been practing and everything! ]
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It's fine. Are you alright?
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