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onepassingnight2012-02-08 02:14 am
gardeningaia) wrote in onepassingnight2012-02-08 02:14 am
❀ airship travels
[ Cid would probably curse a blue streak if he saw what Aerith's subconscious is calling an "airship". Oh, she admires the sleek steel of the Highwind too, but she wanted... a nicer one. Something a little more personal, a little more cute.
It turns out whimsical, a wooden boat held aloft by dozens and dozens--no, hundreds--of rainbow-colored balloons massed together, propellers steadily chugging it along over the sea. There's a wheel to control the direction, and yet:
There's no pilot.
There is a young woman in pink sitting on the railing of the ship, her legs swung out to the outside, feet dangling over a blue sash that decorates the boat. She doesn't seem to mind the height. Her balance isn't too bad. She has her face pointed in the direction of the vessel's course, her eyes focused as she considers the distance. ]
Is that where you're taking me? This one time?...
[ Her birthday. Even though she's no longer alive to celebrate it--but she can have a nice dream for it, right? ]
((ooc: Oh. Why I shouldn't make posts late at night: I forget to explain!
Your character can be the one taking Aerith somewhere. But they could also just be a passenger, in which case she's talking to the wind. ...She does that.))
It turns out whimsical, a wooden boat held aloft by dozens and dozens--no, hundreds--of rainbow-colored balloons massed together, propellers steadily chugging it along over the sea. There's a wheel to control the direction, and yet:
There's no pilot.
There is a young woman in pink sitting on the railing of the ship, her legs swung out to the outside, feet dangling over a blue sash that decorates the boat. She doesn't seem to mind the height. Her balance isn't too bad. She has her face pointed in the direction of the vessel's course, her eyes focused as she considers the distance. ]
Is that where you're taking me? This one time?...
[ Her birthday. Even though she's no longer alive to celebrate it--but she can have a nice dream for it, right? ]
((ooc: Oh. Why I shouldn't make posts late at night: I forget to explain!
Your character can be the one taking Aerith somewhere. But they could also just be a passenger, in which case she's talking to the wind. ...She does that.))