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[twice_kept]

[There's a young man staring up at the sky almost longingly. On his back is a small pair of wings that are similar to those belonging to a certain tiny dragon you may have seen around.]

Man, and it's perfect weather, too.

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[desolate-smile.livejournal.com]

[He noticed the young man gazing up at the sky, moving to stand beside him. His own wings were white, stained with crimson. . .and far too tattered for him to be able to fly with. The wings of a sinner. Regardless, there was a little smile on his lips - but really when wasn't there?]

". . .It is." [There was also a small white dragon perched up on his shoulder, looking at you curiously. He's seen you somewhere before. . .So he's going to offer a little 'kyuu!' in your direction.]

[twice_kept]

[He blinks, glancing over and frowns a bit in concern at the state of your wings. But as they don't seem to be bothering you too much, so he won't comment.] But then again, it usually is here.

[Memories from when Ryuukage is around are vague, so why the two of you are oddly familiar takes a moment to come back. But then he smiles and answers Hakuryuu too.] Pyapya~ [It's an almost perfect imitation of his other self.]

[desolate-smile.livejournal.com]

" . . True enough. I have yet to encounter bad weather since I've been here."

[Hakuryuu seems to get excited at this response, flying from Hakkai's shoulder to perch on yours.] ". . Kyuu~! Kyuukyuu kyuuu~~!"

". . . So you were that little dragon?" [He sounded curious with this statement. This place was certainly interesting.]

[twice_kept]

Haha, good to see you again~ [He reaches a hand up to pat the dragon now on his shoulder before returning his attention to the human of the pair, nodding at the question.]

Yeah. That little guy's actually my reincarnation. Doesn't remember anything about me, but I kinda remember stuff he's been through.

[rossoprocella.livejournal.com]

Perfect weather, sir?

[twice_kept]

Mm, for flying! [His own wings, however, are too small to support him in the task. But he smiles regardless.]

[rossoprocella.livejournal.com]

Aah.

[He hums noncommittally. It could have been an agreement as he flaps his own wings.]

Are these wings fully capable of flight though, I wonder?

[twice_kept]

There's only one way to find out?

[rossoprocella.livejournal.com]

Hmm.

[he thinks it over, musing thoughtfully.]

....Perhaps.

[He stretches the wings experimentally, looking at them.]

It would be horrible though if these turn out to be but very powerful illusions.

[twice_kept]

That's true. [He glances over his shoulder to inspect his own pair a moment.] They certainly feel real enough, at least. So sensitive...

[rossoprocella.livejournal.com]

They certainly do.

[He hums noncommittally, flapping them again, blowing a small gust of wind. There's a thoughtful frown on his face as he muses, before looking down on the tail end of the wings with its tints of gold.]

...Do these things happen often here?

[twice_kept]

[He glances skyward in thought a moment, blinking once, before returning his gaze to you.]

Not quite that often, I guess! This is the third time something's happened in the three months I've been here. But I hear it used to be more frequent--about every couple weeks.

[rossoprocella.livejournal.com]

I see....

[He seems rather thoughtful as he muses.]

...But I guess they aren't that bad, these wings I mean..

[lolly-reaper.livejournal.com]

... It's a shame when things end up like that.


[He's a little used to the whole tiny wing thing already]

[twice_kept]

Would've been nice.

[Aw. >: Heywait. He'll be blinking at you now.] It skipped you?