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[Light]

She tosses her shell down and sits down. "I'm sweatier now," she hisses.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Oh Waah!" He laughs and ruffles her hair," Go get cleaned up then show me where the rest of the Om shell is, hurry up!"

" Thanks Leun," a voice calls over the forge

" No problem, gramps!!!"

[Light]

The girl waves, "I'll be back in a few minutes then fart face," a girl calls her from far away and she prances a few steps backwards.

"Adney, father wants to see you before you run off again!"

"Yeah yeah,"

[CrimsonMoon]

" Need help?" Leun calls to her, pulling up his sleeves

[Light]

"Bathing?" She scowls at him, "No, I'll be fine. Have a little faith that I won't drown myself."

[CrimsonMoon]

He chuckles and calls," You might STILL need help!"

[Light]

"WHATever!" she yells angrily, shaking her fist at him as she runs away.

[CrimsonMoon]

He laughs heartily, turning back to the shells and turning them over in his hands

[Light]

Adney soon comes back, her hair put back into place and her red sweater cleaned up. She had her glider above her head in her arms, her long strides carrying her forward fast.

[CrimsonMoon]

Leun was sitting in a field, his goggles sitting in his tousles black hair and his green sleeves rolled up above his elbows. His mask hung around his nek and several knives were strapped around his belt, his glider next to him as he leaned back and relaxed in the sun,".. You here already?"

[Light]

"I don't take hours to clean up, unlike some people." she sets the glider down and readjusts her belt and pulls her goggles down over her eyes.

[CrimsonMoon]

He pulls the goggles over his eyes and grins at her," Come on then, slow poke!!"

[Light]

"I prefer perfectionist," she flips her hair and picks back up the glider.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Slow Perfectionist," he corrects, standing up and hoisting his glider above his head and starts to sprint across the field, the glider slowly rising

[Light]

Adney follows after him, picking up the pace as the glider gains air, "Still amazing!"

[CrimsonMoon]

" Whatever floats your boat," He calls, flipping onto the lider as he lifts into the air

[Light]

She jumps up whooping happily, using the leather strap to balance herself and climb up higher into the sky, "Whatever floats your glider, you mean,"

[CrimsonMoon]

" Gliders are sky boats!" He roars over the wind and laughs, pushing the pedal

[Light]

She just hums in response, her feet moving up and down as she relaxes. She might have even had her eyes closed, listening to just the wind and adjusting her weight as the currents shift. "I like to think of them as wings." she finally says.

[CrimsonMoon]

Leun doesnt answer but circles around her once," Just show me where it is.." His call was very faint... Leun always seemed to go into a trance when they flew