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grimholdkeeper ([personal profile] grimholdkeeper) wrote in [community profile] sixwordstories2012-01-10 08:17 pm
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Forgot how to play the rebec.
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[personal profile] bitterguardian 2012-01-12 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
"...They really fly?" He's not bird-obsessed the way Balthazar is, but he's just as fearless and the idea of riding on one of those things is as intriguing as hell.
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[personal profile] grimholdkeeper 2012-01-12 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
"They do. At about 65 miles per hour." He grins. "Why, you want to try it?"
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[personal profile] bitterguardian 2012-01-12 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
He sucks in a slow breath, and tugs on his goatee. "...Do you think I could hold on all right?" Because he really wants to, but he's come to seriously doubt his physical prowess over the past few decades.
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[personal profile] grimholdkeeper 2012-01-12 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Your arms are stronger than mine are." Balthazar shrugs. "As if I'd let you fall if you lost your grip."
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[personal profile] bitterguardian 2012-01-12 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
He's always been stronger, better at wrestling and the sword, and using a cane keeps up his strength there. "Point... I could catch myself for that matter, I just wasn't certain what there is to hold onto..." Surely there must be a decent way to ride them, if Balthazar's managed it. "I'd... like that."
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[personal profile] grimholdkeeper 2012-01-12 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
"There are bars, behind the head. You'd be just fine." He gets up and offers Horvath a hand. Clearly the decision is made. Flying time!
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[personal profile] bitterguardian 2012-01-12 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
His look of restrained hopefulness breaks into a little grin. He still has faint dimples. Today, he'll take the hand up without reservation, ready to follow Balthazar all the way to the top of the Chrysler building, and out into the air.

He really doesn't get out enough.
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