savetheearth | Seventh Feather [Video]

[Rakka's on the feed once more, this time in what looked to be a bedroom, sitting on a large bed. It's not the same bedroom as the other times, so it's probably safe to say that Rakka found a place to hide out for a while.

She's got a rather bad looking level of bedhead, random strands sticking up towards her halo. A number of downy, grey feathers are scattered around the bedspread which are obviously from her wings. Despite the mess, she's actually looking better than previously. At the least, she looks well rested.]

So... hey. Checking in, I guess. I'm okay if anyone was wondering, my wings are still sore and stuff, but they're not bleeding or anything.

[She brushes some hair from her face.] The feathers are kind of a problem though. I got some new memories though, like I think this is how I got my wings before, and this weird pillar of light...

[More rambling, nothing important, until Rakka suddenly rememebrs something. Leaving the screen for a moment, Rakka returns with a ring of keys in her hand.]

I found these a little before I called for help. Has anyone lost some keys? There's a lot of them on here-[As she runs a finger over the keys, there seems to be a tiny change in her. Her eyes widen a little, and it doesn't look like she's looking at anything in particular when she suddenly blurts out,]

I've never been on a date before!

[It's quick, and as soon as it's said things seem to return to normal. Rakka stutters for a moment, staring uncomprehendingly at the screen.]

...I-I... what the... Why did I-[Her fingers brush against the keys once more and she goes off again.]

I want my parents to actually care about me!

[Two hands are slammed over Rakka's mouth as she finishes that statement and the keys are dropped and forgotten. She stares at the screen in shock and horror for a moment before quickly moving forward and killing the feed.]

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[This is a terrible idea.

There's a sudden, sharp intake of breath on Rakka's side and a pause.]

Well... maybe not, you know? Water is... kind of bad for wings.

[She catches the sharp breath, of course, blinking at it but at the same time she doesn't quite make the connection.]

It is? Huh....

I just figured that was the safest bet. Probably safer to land in a pool than on the ground, right?

[It was a very good thing now that Raye couldn't see Rakka's face, because she looked like she was in pain. She shuddered quietly, uncertainly before managing to reply.]

Y-yeah... but I'd just rather not do the pool thing, if that's okay.

[That time she picks up on it a little clearer. That there was something shaky about Rakka's voice there, something that she couldn't just chalk up to nervousness at the idea especially after she went for ladders and trampolines so easily.]

Okay.... Uh, no pools then.

Thanks.

[There's not much else she can say on the whole thing.]

Y-yeah... sure.

[Well, that was... odd. And Raye can't shake the feeling that she said something wrong just now, although she has no clue what it could be. She'll have to make a note of that.]

Maybe we can find a mat or something then.

Yeah. A mat or something would help. I'll have to look.

[Rakka wasn't about to tell her. There are just some things you should keep to yourself. They might be too painful to share.]

I'm sure I could also ask some other people that can fly for pointers or whatever.

[And Raye's not... quite sure what to do with it anyway. Should she pursue it, try to let Rakka know she could talk if she wanted to or just let it go?

Well, either way, it definitely sounded like something Rakka doesn't want to talk about anyway, by the way she moved the conversation on. Still, she'd try to remember....]

Okay, a mat and flying tips. [a nod] Maybe they've got practice tips or something.

[Whatever got the conversation moved along was alright to Rakka. Of all the times she would want to talk about that, this was not the time.]

Yeah, maybe.

...So, I'll get on that then. Learning to fly, sounds like fun.

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