ten_fwd | Where am I now?

This certainly was a surprise to the sphere hunter. She had been working in a city she thought she would be trapped in forever but when she blinked she was suddenly standing in a bar. Not just any bar either, she was in space. It was a place that she ad only heard about from stories and she never thought that she would be able to see it first hand. Her hope flared as she looked out the windows. This might be a way to finally find her way home.

She walked over to the nearest person, trying her best to stay calm. Her strides were confident and her expression pleasant. She thought about getting a drink but decided there was something else she needed to do first, someone she needed to find.

"Excuse me but do you know where I am?" She paused a moment before continuing. "Wait, on second thought, I think I might have a better question than that. I'm looking for someone..."

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After deciding that she was here for the time being, Yuna began to explore the allotted corridors. She certainly looked like a tourist. As she walked she would stop, stare and then gape at the things that were unfamiliar to her. Spira had some technology but nothing like this, even her air ship couldn't compare.

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He pressed his shoulders back to roll his head. The wings had placed a lot of pressure about his shoulders that often caused his neck to ache. At times, he had pains that he couldn't just get rid of with a few simple stretches but in this case a soft pop was heard through his motions.

He turned to face the bar once again to give his back a break. Wings were heavy things and to those that don't have them, they were a curiosity. He smiled to himself knowing that she might be just as curious and the drumming of her fingers told the story.

"Something on your mind?" Usually people that drummed their fingers usually had something they wanted to do or had some energy they needed to spend.

"Your neck okay?" It was the first thing out of her mouth. She was used to picking up on subtleties but the weight of the wings seemed obvious. It wasn't nice to stare so she kept her eyes on his face as she spoke.

Her fingers stopped their drumming. She put her elbows on the counter and rested her chin in the palm of her hands. Yuna wanted wings, it appear to her to be the ultimate form of freedom and one thing she has been practicing was how to form them from the chaos but without Caius here it was difficult.

"Just a little sore." He downplayed it as much as he could. Wings were the thing that showed that he had mutated due to his father's dabbling with something that was supposed to be a natural thing. He was part of a new race due to this manipulation and he hated the idea.

He tried not to dwell much on his father's idea of a master race and that bothered him. "You, Angeal, are perfection."

Hollander's voice played in his head and instead of talking about it, he bottled it up. He reached for his drink and downed it. As he sat the glass down, he called for another with a wave of his hand. While most drowned their troubles in liquor, he chose apple juice. It was healthier and it acted as a balm for the simpler times in his life.

"Why don't you heat it?" Her head tilted to the side as her eyes finally rested on his wings. It was a fantastic sight and she couldn't help but marvel at it. She shouldn't stare but it was so hard to help.

Yuna wasn't one to describe things as perfect but she would use words such as amazing and wonderful. Perfection only comes from self satisfaction which she didn't encounter very often.

He stopped in mid motion with his hand on his neck. He couldn't help the smile from the obvious implication. He wasn't used to using anything to aid him and so he chuckled and nodded. "You're right. I should."

He thought to have Genesis apply the heat only since he didn't feel comfortable exposing his chest to anyone else. He couldn't help but notice that she was looking at his wings and turned his head to regard them. "I wasn't born with them. Some call them angel's wings."

He had to be honest with himself. He hadn't looked at them since the emerged without feeling some sort of ill feelings against them. All he wanted was to be human, and that wasn't possible anymore. With Yuna's admiration, he had to put those negative thoughts out of his head.

"You're welcome to touch them. They are real."

Yuna didn't want to impose but he had given her permission. She reached out a little tentatively and lightly brushed a feather with the tips of her fingers. "They are beautiful."

The freedom that they might mean was reflected in her eyes as she looked at them. It was a gift of Yuna's to see the good in everything and though she understood why something like this might be bad it could also be wonderful.

"Why would you call them angel wings?"

"That's how they were described to me. I am far from an angel." He softly scoffed as he took a pull from his apple juice.

He didn't feel the need to discuss why he felt that way but something told him that it was going to be one of those inevitable conversations that it may just happen anyway. Something about her felt easy and he was opening up way too quickly. She had a calming air about her that she was willing to listen should he decide to indulge his willingness to speak about his less than stellar past.

"I thank you for the compliment. I get the feeling that you want to ask more about them. Yes, I can fly." He had shouldered a lot and with his budding relationship with Genesis, he certainly didn't want to be that burden to anyone.

"Oh?" She watched him curiously for a moment before smiling softly.

"You know what I think. Words can have so many meanings. Angel can be a compliment, a burden, there really isn't a way to know but I think it means what you make of it. So even if its hard. You can still chose what it means." Her expression was gentle. She wasn't going to ask but she enjoyed speaking her thoughts anyway.

"To me, it looks like freedom." Her eyes clouded over as she saw a bright blue massive sky in her minds eye. "No matter what you can always fly higher. Nothing can pull you down then. Doesn't that sound nice?"

Freedom was an apt term and his features softened a bit with a ghost of a smile that seemed to show through with genuine contemplation. She was right. There were a lot of implications to just one word and the very mention of freedom helped calm his twisting nerves.

"You have the makings of a teacher. I hope that you'll find what you are looking for. You know, between you and me, I do enjoy flying. For now, this ship is doing the flying for me. Maybe one day, I'll take you up. Oh, and if you get the chance, you should check out the holodeck. You might be able to fly there too." He spoke honestly.

He wasn't sure exactly everything that the holodeck could do but if it could create a space through the technological magic that it created to allow them to fly as high as they could, he was certain that she could do the same.

Yuna's smile brightened. "I would love to be able to fly." It was the truth and though she wasn't sure if it was attainable she was going to keep trying.

She didn't know how the holodeck worked or what it was though others have mentioned it to her in passing so she assumed it was something that a lot of people enjoy here.

"If I can't, I might take you up on your offer of taking me up." If it meant that she could feel the wind rushing by again.

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