[Video] We don't need no water?

[mostdangerousbird]

[ Tim's lost his communicator again. He's having the damnedest time holding onto it when he shrinks - even though his clothes shrink with him, it seems like contact is necessary to bring anything down with him.

The twitching full body spasm that accompanies shrinking, brief as it is, makes him lose his grip every time. So, for now, the device is on the floor, recording away up into the high, high ceilings of the center of the workshop.

About 20 feet up the wall, something black and curved is embedded in a post, flat side parallel to the ground. The shapeof it is easily discerned.

The fire that looks like it's coming from the unseen top of the batarang - that might be unfamiliar.

Tim's voice breaks in clearly. He's stealing a page from Branch and using an earpod like a giant microphone.]

Okay, I'm really hoping this is still connected. This was supposed to be a post complimenting the fabrication you can get here, but it's now a PSA because I don't want anyone to be alarmed by the fire.

[ Something small leans over the side of the batarang and waves. It's seen more in silhouette against two fiery wings.

He's trying to sound as cheerful as possible.]

So! Every single person I know with a hot powerset to be tempermental. I'll be up here, staying calm, and hoping I put myself out without setting off the fire alarm or being tossed in a snow drift.

Open to all advice. Not open to being Tinkerbelled into a lantern.

Comments

[millenyal_pink]

Maybe it's not that you wanted fire-- those are wings, right? So maybe you wanted to get somewhere you wouldn't normally be able to reach. Or you were worried about falling. Or--

Hi! Twinkle! I'm so sorry to bother you, but could you point me to an emergency fire blanket? I promise that this is not an emergency, nothing is actively on fire and we are not in danger. Okay, by the workshop? That makes sense, thank you!

Sorry about that, was just asking for directions. What was I saying?

[mostdangerousbird]

[ There’s a heavy sigh. ]

They’re wing-shaped, and I flew, but I don’t know if that makes them wings. They don’t have any substance, so traditional physics don’t apply.

[ And that would be why he’s perched on the batarang. The complete lack of trust in untested flight. ]

It’s twenty feet. I’m not afraid of heights, and it’s very climbable. The most I can give you is maybe I wanted to get here faster?

[millenyal_pink]

At least it's something. I'm not far out, now.

[Surely enough, a minute later Elle walks into the room. She looks up, spots Tim with unnerving accuracy, and whistles.]

You really got yourself stuck up there, huh?

[She takes a moment to examine her path upward before decide it would be easier in Sokto. The more claws and more feline anatomy will help her climb while still maintaining a mostly-human shape.

She shifts, essentially doing a very small "Hulk out". She grows a foot and a half, increases the size of her muscles by an absurd amount, gets hairier, and all her feature get slightly distorted and more unnerving. Her hands and feet gain paw pads and claws.]

Alright! [Her voice is higher and raspier too.

Elle grabs the fire blanket, easily rips it into a more appropriate size, and moves to the wall under Tim.]

I'm coming up!

[She climbs quickly and agilely; faster and more balanced than is possible for a human. It doesn't take her long before she's perched on a beam next to where the Batarang is stuck in the post.

She holds out the fire blanket for Tim to wrap himself in. Her unnatural, too-sharp grin is mischievous.]

Fancy meeting you here, Tim-kerbelle. Going down?

[mostdangerousbird]

[ Tim takes the blanket with an itty bitty hand - shrinking doesn't affect his strength, thank god, and wraps himself in the blanket. It's huge, so it cascades down around the batarang and well past. ]

Tim-kerbelle is not happening. I've been nothing but respectful of your name in this form.

[millenyal_pink]

[Elle fake pouts but doesn't argue.]

Fair enough.

[She holds out a hand.]

Climb on. Fuck, should I have brought up a bag or something? Do you think you'll be able to hang on by yourself?

[She could probably get down while holding him in one hand but that would probably be a... bumpy ride.]