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feather fluff friday!

if you had wings...

Don't you wish you could fly?

Uh, well...about that. Now you can! See, for some reason, Stacy / GLaDOS / a wizard thought it would a real hoot to curse (bless?) you and now you've sprouted wings! It doesn't matter if your species would look silly with wings, you're a book, you can already fly without them, or whatever else. Too bad, you're stuck with them!

- Post the wing type you got saddled with---choose one on your own, use a RNG to choose, or leave it up to your partner! Your partner can feel free to have wings too.
- Characters who already have wings can have them modified in some way: if they can only glide, they're now capable of flight, or they can spout glitter and rainbows upon flapping. OR you can add an appendage of your choice---horn? Tail? Tentacle? Go wild.
- React, laugh, and have fun!

Wing Types:
01. Fluffy Angel Wings - The typical type you probably think of when 'wings' come to mind - you're all fluffy and downy like a Cherub - not to mention...these are very sensitive to touch...
02. Black Wings - they're beautiful, but seem a little off - and they stick out like a sore thumb!
03. Filligree Wings - very slight, very delicate and very beautiful - these are like filmy gauze attached to your skin and the most managable - if you like spider webs.
04. Fairy Wings - two sets, lucky you, you look just like a butterfly, and man are they strong - but it's hard to get them all folded up right, isn't it?
05. Devil Wings - you're like some overgrown bat - maybe you should be the one avoiding public the most for now, these might poke someone in the eye!
06. Your choice! You don't have to choose any of these, as far as your imagination goes is fine. And if there's a wing type in your canon that makes more sense, go for it!

{{Lovingly ganked and modified for the game from here at

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Billy grinned cheekily, doing a loop and drifting off to one side---time to put on some speed, give a bit of a chase. "What will I get?"

Oh, nice Billy, but you're forgetting these wings are coming as naturally as walking or breathing. Kaya matches the loop with two, and put on some speed.

"I'll figure that out when I get you, trust me!"

"Then I'd better run---or no, fly's the more accurate word," he yelled breathlessly, zooming across the field. He turned this way and that, soon predictable enough to be caught. Any time now, though he tried hard.

Kaya gave Billy a head start. There was no reason to go rushing and end the game so soon. Besides, she liked seeing how he had adjusted to his wings already, starting to use teh strange new muscles he only recently acquired.

"I'm coming for you!" She warned, charging forward.

"I think we've already established that," he called back, swinging around a branch and shooting up at a nice angle. There, ride the breeze, just as he was taught...

On that high, he spread his arms and whooped. "Do you see this? Isn't it spectacular?"

Was he trying to go THAT route? All right then.

She zoomed outward toward him, making a few loops and purposely rising a bit higher and plummeting down, then rising and catching Billy, giving him a noogie.

"Told you!" she giggled, then looked out at his view. "Isn't it? I love it!"

"Hey!" Billy squirmed in her arms, his hair now a rather ridiculous-looking mess. Strands of it stood straight up.

He looked out at the places below them, where they walked, a world that almost seemed far away now. It was thrilling, really, to be out here like this---even with a smug Bond-sister having ensnared him.

"Absolutely. There will be some tough adjustments, but I could do this again and again," he answered, his wings fluttering to help keep them up.

"I told you I'd get you, you've no one to blame but yourself!" Kaya teased, grinning. "Anyway, I never get the chance to play with your hair usually. I like it!"

She nodded, releasing him. "It is pretty, isn't it? I know the wings won't last, but I love the idea of just floating carefree awhile. It's nice."

"Do you think we'll lose them at any moment?" he worried, drifting just a bit closer to the ground. "I don't want to risk it."

The pancake-flattening fall didn't sound very enjoyable. He turned on his side, eyes finding Kaya's once more. "Messy hair is in style?" Billy was left asking, soon freed and gliding at the easy pace they set. It was relaxing like this, so warm, so open.

"...actually, Kaya, about that. If you promise not to tell anyone else, I'll tell you something."

"I'll make sure we're safe," Kaya said. Sure, they would be more wet at the end of it, but better than being flattened to a pancake, right?

She giggled. "Hair is kind of a fascination of mine, especially all the different colors. I just like yours."

Kaya glided with him, relaxing. "Of course I won't, you know that. What is it?"

Billy was relieved to hear that. "Your powers are so versatile, thank goodness," he voiced. Oh, there were ties when he envied that.

As for the secret? He floated up closer, speaking in a strange half-whisper. "I...well, Ronnae also could've said this, but...I don't actually mind my hair being played with or brushed. It's relaxing."

"Really Billy, I'm the master of water, more or less. I'm pretty sure I can stop us from dying at least!"

HERE, anyway.

She giggled gently. "In that case, does that mean I should stop, and save it for Ronnae?"

Well she doesn't care and plays with your hair anyway.

"I know, I trust you," he said simply, reaching up to squeeze her had. "I'm really lucky to count you as a friend."

He flushed, shaking his head. "What we do isn't always relaxing, Kaya---but when it is, it's all right. She doesn't touch it too often anyway, and there's certainly no way I can stop you."

She smiled. "Yes, you can. I know that anytime, I can go to you two, and it'll make me feel normal again. I can't tell you how much that means to me."

Kaya flushed back. "I was just teasing, sorry. I didn't mean to, um, press any buttons. Sorry!"

"It means a lot to us too," was Billy's answer, accompanied by a squeeze of her hand. "You've done so much for us---for me, all seemingly effortless. I just want to give back, after everything we've been through together," he said seriously. So much of their bondship had been complicated.

He waved that off with a smile. "Don't worry, I'm the one who brought it up. It's really not a big deal. See?"

And that was when he messed with his own hair, making it a fair bit messier than before. It then appeared to stick out on all ends.

"There's effort in everything anyone does," Kaya said, "and it won't be possible unless that person inspires that in them. And you and Ronnae give me more than enough reason, ok? Never forget that."

She laughed, gently messing with it herself. "I missed us doing this, Billy. I'm glad we're such good friends. Let's make sure we keep that going, ok?"

Kaya lowered her eyes. "I sort of have a secret too."

Billy was certain they would never forget. "Of course we won't. We love you," he reaffirmed seriously, drawing close to her.

"What is it, Kaya?"

She nodded. "I know. I'm glad too: it helps to remember there are always people I can depend on when things get pretty bad. You know you guys can do the same, right?"

She smiled, looking guilty. "I like hanging with Nokosi. A lot. It would usually be a small thing but he's really been a shining force for me. But I feel like I betray Matt for thinking that at all. I feel like I shouldn't like anyone, not like that."

Billy knew this was a serious matter indeed. He was all for anything to get Nokosi under control (just a little) and that made the two of them happy, but after everything Kaya had bee through it definitely presented a problem. He reached up to gently guide her down to a tree, perfect for a good round of sitting.

"How many times have you told me that it's impossible to control who you like in reference to my resistance to dating Ronnie, Kaya? Thoughts aren't wrong, it just means you might want to think some more and sort them out."

He closed his eyes in thought. "Only you can decide what you're comfortable with, but take your time. You're developing these feelings solely as yourself now, there's no more identity confusion with Katara. Does that change things at all?"

Not that he would advise her to betray Matt if that was what she felt like it would be, but there were things to work through.

She shook her head, settling down beside him. "I wish it was that simple. I fell for Matt because he was Matt: there was no Katara involved there, and even when I told him who I was, he didn't care. He wanted me, and I wanted him. With Nokosi, its different."

Kaya took a breath. "We have deep conversations, he makes me smile. Just being around him, I feel lighter, like he's got this way of making everything feel relaxed. But I also know he doesn't really engage in relationships, like you and Ronnae. I don't want to do anything like that if I'm not sure he could try to feel the same way. I'd rather just be with him, hanging out, talking and enjoying his company. If he has no interest, it'll at least save me the heartache."

"If there's a strong likelihood that he'll never be interested...I'm sorry, Kaya. I know those feelings are painful to bury, but maybe you're right. It'd probably be best not to risk anything unless he shows a sign of interest."

He felt so out of his league in his attempts to give advice. This was so difficult. "Maybe he'll be your best friend, or maybe there's some form of bond that can happen there. I know unrequited feelings are painful, I've had them myself."

That...was probably the first time he admitted to it.

"No, I know," Kaya said, smiling gently. "And maybe, you know, I'll be all right with that. I've spent all this time hoping for Aang, and what time I had with Matt...it might just be I need to be by myself, helping to train and fight."

She sighed, looking out. "It's been sort of a funny feeling I guess. When I went out on my own, I didn't need anything but the wind in my hair and earth under my feet: or sand or ice, depending on the terrain. Overtime though, I guess I hoped I'd find that person who would love me and watch over me and all. But if that can't happen, not now, I can be alone."

It was fine, really. A friend like Nokosi was still a good thing.

"Kaya..."

Billy brought himself close to her, wrapping an arm and a wing around her shoulders. He brushed her shoulder comfortingly with both, sharing a gentle smile at her.

"I truly hope you find someone to love you in that way, whether Nokosi changes his mind, Matt returns, or someone you'd never suspect comes into your life. You're one of the best people I've ever met, and I know you bring so much to all of our lives. We're all very lucky to have you, but if a lover snaps you up---they'll be the luckiest."

What a strange role reversal. How many times had Kaya herself given Billy this speech when he was wondering what it was like to be in love?

Kaya hugged him back, but she wasn't crying: rather, there was a look of resolve on her face, one of understanding after all of that time. She was grateful to have Billy here, more than happy she'd met such a good friend and Bonded on the ship.

"For now, I'll just be by myself Billy. It'd be nice, to have someone I could hold and care for and everything, but if I have to wait, well, that's just what I'll have to do. But thank you for saying that: it reminds me how lucky Ronnae is."

She smiled. "Shoe's on the other foot, hmm?"

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