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Feeling down? Putting your life in danger helps.
Who: Ales Mansay and OPEN
Where: The tall buildings around Aqures Ixen
When: March 2nd, all day
Summary: After two months of work, Ales finally completes his minicopter and flies everywhere.
Warnings: Possible Teensie falling on you.
It had been a difficult month. There were few Heroes Ales could say he trusted after the vision of the future, and he holed himself up in his lab for a month for that very reason, working on redesigning the personal portable minicopter when he wasn't flying. His Moogle was getting worried that he never spoke to anyone that didn't come see him at the lab, but he assured her that it was for a good cause.
Meeting Ganondorf was a welcome reprieve. That man knew that improving the world meant making difficult choices, and he had a lot of grand plans that brought life back into Ales' eyes. Then he was gone, and so was one of the few Heroes Ales could call an ally. But who cared about being upset? All the more reason to complete his project and test it out!
The lightweight machine didn't have much to it: handlebars with a rubber coating for an easy grip, a crystal-powered motor and its housing, and retractable propeller blades. It felt different than the Lum-powered one he based it off of, but worked just the same in a lab setting. To check if he could reasonable use it while traveling, he ran outside, stood in front of a single story store, and turned it on.
The motor whirred to life, and the Teensie was lifted into the air. Above the heads of confused onlookers, then high enough to peer over the rooftop. There was a limited time that he could turn it on, and the copter was reaching its limit. He was high enough to grab the ledge with a hand, but he had to wait. Then high enough to roll onto it. The engine slowed down just as his feet when over the ledge and he jumped onto the rooftop.
"Success!" He cheered from up top. The shopkeeper yelled something, but Ales didn't care enough to pay attention. "Now to hop over to the next one!"
Throughout the whole day, he gently jumped off of rooftops, slowly climbed his way higher, resting while waiting for the engine to cool down.
Where: The tall buildings around Aqures Ixen
When: March 2nd, all day
Summary: After two months of work, Ales finally completes his minicopter and flies everywhere.
Warnings: Possible Teensie falling on you.
It had been a difficult month. There were few Heroes Ales could say he trusted after the vision of the future, and he holed himself up in his lab for a month for that very reason, working on redesigning the personal portable minicopter when he wasn't flying. His Moogle was getting worried that he never spoke to anyone that didn't come see him at the lab, but he assured her that it was for a good cause.
Meeting Ganondorf was a welcome reprieve. That man knew that improving the world meant making difficult choices, and he had a lot of grand plans that brought life back into Ales' eyes. Then he was gone, and so was one of the few Heroes Ales could call an ally. But who cared about being upset? All the more reason to complete his project and test it out!
The lightweight machine didn't have much to it: handlebars with a rubber coating for an easy grip, a crystal-powered motor and its housing, and retractable propeller blades. It felt different than the Lum-powered one he based it off of, but worked just the same in a lab setting. To check if he could reasonable use it while traveling, he ran outside, stood in front of a single story store, and turned it on.
The motor whirred to life, and the Teensie was lifted into the air. Above the heads of confused onlookers, then high enough to peer over the rooftop. There was a limited time that he could turn it on, and the copter was reaching its limit. He was high enough to grab the ledge with a hand, but he had to wait. Then high enough to roll onto it. The engine slowed down just as his feet when over the ledge and he jumped onto the rooftop.
"Success!" He cheered from up top. The shopkeeper yelled something, but Ales didn't care enough to pay attention. "Now to hop over to the next one!"
Throughout the whole day, he gently jumped off of rooftops, slowly climbed his way higher, resting while waiting for the engine to cool down.
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So instead of trying to find out, she instead started to walk around, on patrol for work. Best to get back into things after all.
As she turned the corner, she could see a really familiar face. One she had spoken to a couple times before. So looking at what he was standing by, she made her way over with a smile.
"Such an interesting contraption she have there."
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A smile slowly appeared on his face. Not entirely relaxed, but not a mask of cheeriness.
"Do you like it? I redesigned my model to run on crystal energy. So far, I haven't crashed once!"
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"It's really food and you made it yourself is ever more impressive." When she heard about what it was run on, she had to admit that was pretty cool. Using the worlds energy to run something that might not have excited some months ago.
"Well I guess if it hasn't crashed, it means you've been successful so congratulations."
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He waved a hand behind him to indicate something long in the past.
"That is to say, I think I have. A dream like that isn't something easily forgotten." He had not expected Bloom to forgive him so easily. Was he worried for nothing?
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She smiled slightly, before moving to kneel down if only for a moment. "True, but that's all it was in my mind, a possible future, but one that can be changed. So if your wondering if I hold grudges, I have no reason to."
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"Well, I guess I could say the same. I don't feel like that future me was any different from what I am now, but hopefully circumstances won't lead to the same situation." He gave her a smile. "Right?"
There was no need to explain that his plan to take over Mysidia was born form his failures to control his homeland. Bloom was best kept in the dark of his true nature.
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"It's what I believe so I am sticking to my thought there." Besides if anyone were to try anything, she hoped she could be quick to handle it, or die trying anyway.