[Hey, if he doesn't get it, he doesn't get it. Luckily Nero's eyes adjust fast, even if there's that whining, piercing promise of a headache in the back of his skull. Though -- fuck, when in the last few weeks has he not had some pain he's never really meant to have?
He's not ever going to be a fan of these assholes. But he can, at least, respect someone who keeps their word.
Like Steve said.]
And I really recommend not changin' your mind on keeping it at the last moment. [He cracks his fingers, walking a bit away from them once he's made sure their friend can walk on her own (and she, too, is taking it all in -- the sky, the sun, and the dead plants littered around them), looking for a little space. He doesn't need much. Not like a plane taking off.
He turns back to Steve, ignoring the acolyte now. Now that they're outside, the first thing is figuring out where they fuck they are.] I'm gonna fly up and look around. [Steve's been upfront about his own weird shit, and Nero needed those wings when he was making sure he didn't get trapped in that tunnel with the Hedgehog.] Normally I'd never ask, but considering how well we've been feeling... look, just catch my ass if I look like I'm gonna die, all right?
[Even if Nero still feels like shit, he's still Nero, at the end of the day. So he doesn't wait for a response before the two glowing, blue wings appear from nowhere, folded over his back, then snapping open to pull him into the air --
And it doesn't last. He lifts up, and up, over the trees, getting in a good look at the island they're on -- and then the wings fizzle out, disappearing to nothing, and he falls.
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He's not ever going to be a fan of these assholes. But he can, at least, respect someone who keeps their word.
Like Steve said.]
And I really recommend not changin' your mind on keeping it at the last moment. [He cracks his fingers, walking a bit away from them once he's made sure their friend can walk on her own (and she, too, is taking it all in -- the sky, the sun, and the dead plants littered around them), looking for a little space. He doesn't need much. Not like a plane taking off.
He turns back to Steve, ignoring the acolyte now. Now that they're outside, the first thing is figuring out where they fuck they are.] I'm gonna fly up and look around. [Steve's been upfront about his own weird shit, and Nero needed those wings when he was making sure he didn't get trapped in that tunnel with the Hedgehog.] Normally I'd never ask, but considering how well we've been feeling... look, just catch my ass if I look like I'm gonna die, all right?
[Even if Nero still feels like shit, he's still Nero, at the end of the day. So he doesn't wait for a response before the two glowing, blue wings appear from nowhere, folded over his back, then snapping open to pull him into the air --
And it doesn't last. He lifts up, and up, over the trees, getting in a good look at the island they're on -- and then the wings fizzle out, disappearing to nothing, and he falls.
With a yell.]