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[thethirdhalfa.livejournal.com]

Because I know I'm not the only one whose thought of this.

It's the....

Ten Years Later RP Meme!

To put it simply, how do you think your character will have developed over ten years on the Good Meatship Stacy?

And playing them like it's ten years later.

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[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

What would I do without you, Jamie? Really.

[ She looks over both sets carefully. ] You got a preference? Seems only fair you'd get to pick, seein' as it's your idea.

[bonnypiperlad]

Och, you'd figure it out.

[Hm. That's an interesting question. He, too, studies the straps.]

Aye, well, I think I'll take the lower ones. The pictures they show ye have the instructor there. Guess since it was my idea, that makes me the instructor?

Seems a wee bit silly though, thinking that I'd be teaching ye this.

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

Maybe, but it'd take me some time.

Top for me it is, then! [ She moves to start to strap herself in to the appropriate set. ]

You know more of it than I do. [ Simple statement. ]

[bonnypiperlad]

[Have one of those 'I don't believe you' sort of snorts Jamie does occasionally, Kaylee.]

Ye would have it figured out in no time at all.

[To illustrate his point, he gestures at her progress.]

See?

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

Knowin' the machine and how she works is all kinds of different from flyin' her.

[ She grins. ] Just get over here 'n strap yourself in, hm?

[bonnypiperlad]

[Yeah, about that? Jamie's rather ominously silent on that front. There's no knowing how to fly here. There's lots of giving in to impulses, though. He checks the straps, making sure they're secure and points out the emergency release. Only then does he secure himself in, double checking his straps as well.]

Aye, that'll do it. Are ye ready?

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

[ She is so very pleased right now. All teasing, for a moment... ]

Ready when you are, Cap'n.

[bonnypiperlad]

[Jamie knows she's teasing this time, but plays along, pretending to give her a skeptical look.]

Oh, aye. Captain. I'd make a grand one of those.

[He can't keep it up, though, and a rather large grin breaks out.]

Och, never mind that. Here we go!

[You don't have to do this with a running jump, not really. But Jamie had decided when he was reading up on it that it would be more dramatic. So run he does, right up to the edge of the cliff and off. His breath catches in his throat as they drop, and then the wind catches the hang glider, sweeping them out into the open.]