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[pyrotechnics]

You know, just once I'd like to go on a vacation that doesn't end up with me somehow waking up with a headache. Just once! I'm getting sick of sleeping gas and I want my clothes!

And wings? Wings I could deal with. You know who has wings? Angel. But he can fly with his! And all these things are giving me is a pain in the...

This isn't my diary... That's not the right date... this is too weird. Too weird. I'd better call the Professor...

You'd think that a te- Woah!

[ and in the dark, jubilee doesn't notice that tree branch. the girl trips over it, and mistaking it as a possible assailiant, twists around to let loose a blast. but as she's in the middle of falling--

tonight, luceti, you're greeted to a show! there's a sea of fireworks lighting up your evening skies. ]

Comments

[ Voice ]

[wears-a-torc.livejournal.com]

Thanks. Hmm, not quite as close as I thought I was

I'll find you quicker if I close the book for a bit. [He needs both hands.] I'm Knuckles, what do I call you?

[ Voice ]

[mallbabe.livejournal.com]

Jubilee. Nice to meet you, Knuckles.

Re: [ Voice ]

[wears-a-torc.livejournal.com]

You too Jubilee, see you in a few minuets.

[And Knuckles closes the journal and tucks it under his quills so he can use both arms to climb a tree and start gliding in Jubilee's direction.]

[ Voice ]

[mallbabe.livejournal.com]

[ she'll be sitting under a tree, trying to make enough light to read the journal. ]

[ action ]

[wears-a-torc.livejournal.com]

[Knuckles lands in the lower branches of a near by tree and spots the girl. He doesn't want to spook her and get a shot of whatever that light was to the face so he drops to the ground with an audible thud to let her know he's there.]

Jubilee? It's Knuckles.

[ action ] sob sob stop failing at tags, self.

[mallbabe.livejournal.com]

[ his appearance startles her for just a minute - but she has seen stranger. ]

Hey!

[ action ] Lol don't worry I'm pretty fail myself.

[wears-a-torc.livejournal.com]

Hey.

[Knuckles has to admit he's glad not to get asked what he is. Which was the first question out of most folk's mouth when they first get a good look at him. And if she hadn't gotten a good look at him yet she sure does now as he walks up to her.]

Those lights are a pretty handy trick.