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savetheearth2014-04-13 08:46 pm
knights_king) wrote in savetheearth2014-04-13 08:46 pm
Locke City Park: Running
Who: Arthur York, Xander Jarle + OPEN
What: Running. Testing out an Echo.
When: 4/13, Evening.
Where: Locke City; Park
Warnings: D for Doofus.
A: for Xander
[Remembering how he had been willing to run through rubble and brave a living earthquake to pull people to safety and emergency vehicles, Arthur had made it a personal goal to find out how he did it. He left his apartment and his wallet behind, being smart enough to make the assumption that having identifying material on him could backfire, since there wasn't exactly much faith cast in numbered people.
He stood at the edge of the park wearing track pants and a hoodie, with the hood up. He coughed and began stretching, getting nervous in his endeavor to ready himself. He ended up stretching for a straight ten minutes without realizing it wasn't doing anything for him. Standing up and breathing as quietly as he could, he waited until he was certain no one was nearby.
His goal was to try and see if he could move quickly, like he did before. He got into a sprinting position, breathing in and out as calmly as he could muster. Putting everything he had into his run, he took one long gait before he realized his other foot wasn't touching down on the ground. No, he was flipping through the air. Airborne, Arthur saw grass and light poles swiftly passing him by as he had literally no control over what happened. Rather than running, Arthur simply launched himself into the air like a rocket.
Really, it was more serious than comical. He swiftly realized that he would die at that speed. As he came down, he tried to tuck himself in to land and it had the opposite effect--his feet dragged on the pavement and power surged in his legs, bouncing him up into a tree. He came down like a ragdoll, hitting every branch on the way down before eventually landing soundly in the grass. Running his fingers through the blades of grass beneath him, Arthur began to sit up. He checked his sides. His face. He wasn't hurt. Well, his body wasn't. One would get a different answer concerning his pride.]
B: Open!
[Later in the night, Arthur had gotten a better grip of running. Each step was a jolt of power and he had to take it into account that any movement he made, if uncontrolled, could be enough to send him rocketing through the air like a missile. After he practiced a bit of sprinting with that ridiculous speed, Saber found himself sitting on one of the park benches, staring up at the barely visible stars above, smiling like a dope. He didn't want to go home and be reminded of who he was when he stepped past the door. For the moment, he was pretty happy with what he was in the park.]
What: Running. Testing out an Echo.
When: 4/13, Evening.
Where: Locke City; Park
Warnings: D for Doofus.
A: for Xander
[Remembering how he had been willing to run through rubble and brave a living earthquake to pull people to safety and emergency vehicles, Arthur had made it a personal goal to find out how he did it. He left his apartment and his wallet behind, being smart enough to make the assumption that having identifying material on him could backfire, since there wasn't exactly much faith cast in numbered people.
He stood at the edge of the park wearing track pants and a hoodie, with the hood up. He coughed and began stretching, getting nervous in his endeavor to ready himself. He ended up stretching for a straight ten minutes without realizing it wasn't doing anything for him. Standing up and breathing as quietly as he could, he waited until he was certain no one was nearby.
His goal was to try and see if he could move quickly, like he did before. He got into a sprinting position, breathing in and out as calmly as he could muster. Putting everything he had into his run, he took one long gait before he realized his other foot wasn't touching down on the ground. No, he was flipping through the air. Airborne, Arthur saw grass and light poles swiftly passing him by as he had literally no control over what happened. Rather than running, Arthur simply launched himself into the air like a rocket.
Really, it was more serious than comical. He swiftly realized that he would die at that speed. As he came down, he tried to tuck himself in to land and it had the opposite effect--his feet dragged on the pavement and power surged in his legs, bouncing him up into a tree. He came down like a ragdoll, hitting every branch on the way down before eventually landing soundly in the grass. Running his fingers through the blades of grass beneath him, Arthur began to sit up. He checked his sides. His face. He wasn't hurt. Well, his body wasn't. One would get a different answer concerning his pride.]
B: Open!
[Later in the night, Arthur had gotten a better grip of running. Each step was a jolt of power and he had to take it into account that any movement he made, if uncontrolled, could be enough to send him rocketing through the air like a missile. After he practiced a bit of sprinting with that ridiculous speed, Saber found himself sitting on one of the park benches, staring up at the barely visible stars above, smiling like a dope. He didn't want to go home and be reminded of who he was when he stepped past the door. For the moment, he was pretty happy with what he was in the park.]
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