Re: Chapter 4-B: Moving In
At being called a girl, Timothius ducks his head and ears. "S'what I get for being the damsel in distress..." he idly comments.
Liberty glances over to Timothius and says, "So were Harry and I. But I don't see anyone mistaking Harry for a girl."
Timothius snorts, caught off guard by the sudden image in his head of Harry wearing a dress. "Heh... yeah." he adjusts his wings. "I'm itchin' to fly. When you guys are ready to head to base, if it's all the same to you, I'll fly there."
Emerald says, "I didn't know you could fly that much distance or that fast."
Timothius nods, "Sort of. I can roof-hop, which lets me take brief breaks from flying, and then I can get some decent speed from gliding. So, of course, I'd prefer starting at the top of a building somewhere..."
Angel says, "I'm jealous. I'm going to have to get a hang-glider and join you in the skies some time."
Emerald giggles, "We all should. Say... that gives me an idea. Maybe we could all find ways to emulate each others' powers to lighten the load of a given ally should the need arise."
Angel says, "Near impossible to emulate Mittens' power... or Michael's, but yeah. Sounds good. If possible, anyway."
Liberty says, "That would be SO cool if you all could be as invulnerable as me or at least close."
(OOC: We ready to get the group heading in the direction of the base?)