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 Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 10:56 am
Eiry didn't bother to dodge the kicked seat of the swing. With a squeeze of a thought, Eiry went intangible and let the red rubber seat slide harmlessly through his head. He blinked curiously at it and how it swung back into place, each revolution shorter than the next. Well, the experiment with the dog was less than fruitful, but, for a split moment, it looked like something was supposed to happen. He poked it again with his finger, watching it swing until Sevvie spoke up with a proposition.
"Get on it?" the minty raeven echoed, inspecting the seat. It seemed a good idea, but for some reason, Eiry had a hard time imagining himself on the swing. Couches and chairs were all fine because there was something to lean back against, but sitting on a sliver of rubber was another matter entirely. Eiry was sure that one needed something more substantial and flat to sit on this thing. But he wasn't about to let that phase him. "Alright."
Floating onto the sliver, Eiry tucked his wings to his back and tried his best to situate himself on the seat. He slipped off the first two times, trying to sit with his ribbon coiled beneath him, but when that didn't work, Eiry frowned and readjusted himself so that he was laying with his chest on the swing, ribbon coiled tight.
"...Readyset, friend Sevilin." Eiry piped.
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 4:06 pm
Sevilin was the first to move away from the swing, not willing to take one in the face. He assumed the other frei would move with him, but when no concern or care clouded his pale green face, the little watery raevan fluttered anxiously. "Ah--Eir--!" His warning caught in his throat when the rubber plank sliced through Eiry's face.
Holy crap...
How was that even possible? He stood stunned as Eiry, unharmed as evidence from the smile still plastered on his face, got into position on the swing. It wasn't as easy as they both thought, and while the fairy waited for him to find just the right spot, Sevilin leaned over and picked up his German Shepherd for hugs and face kisses, laughing as Sprinkles bathed him in puppy slobber.
"... Readyset, friend Sevilin."
"Okaaay...." He placed his fat dog on the ground and quickly floated around and behind Eiry. Holding onto the chains above the frei, the blue raevan pushed with all his might, but Eiry didn't go very far. He sort of wobbled back and forth and came to a stop. "Hmmm..." Sevilin tried pushing him high and lower from the chains, but it didn't swing the way it had when Sprinkles jumped off. All Eiry did was lean one way and then the other. Trying a new tactic, the sea fairy grabbed only one chain and began to press forward. As he suspected, it began to turn in a circle. "Eeee okay hang on!" Flapping his small pixie wings, Sevilin sped up and spun round and round until the chains coiled tightly together. And then, he let them go.
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Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 11:27 am
Eiry wobbled precariously on the swing as Sevilin experimented with it, pinning the underside of his arms tightly to the swing in an effort to stay on. He figured it out well enough, using his arms to keep the seat between his chest, and Eiry was sure that, if he were standing a few yards away from the swings, watching this, that he would be on the ground laughing in two seconds flat. This was sure to be an interesting sight.
As Sevvie rocked the swing back and forth, trying one way, then trying the other, Eiry did his best to gather up his ribbon in his arms and grip, pressing himself as tightly as he possibly could to the swing. When the sea fairy gave up on his first methods of experimentation, and headed towards another, Eiry knew that he was right to clutch himself like a wet cat to the rubber seat of the swing. Sevvie was SPINNING it! He went round and round and round and as he went, the swing tightened up, the chains clinking and groaning as they tangled into one another in a thick braid, lifting Eiry up a little higher with each moment.
Eiry was already feeling dizzy.
When he finally let go, Eiry gave a yelp of surprise as the swing uncoiled, spinning faster and faster. Eiry held on as tight as he could, screaming as the world spun around him in wild dances of blurred colors. His minty hair blew wildly in his face, and he found that when he clutched himself tighter to the seat, the faster the swing would go! After a few moments of supposed eternity, the swing finally swung itself to an end, and before it could go the other way, Eiry willed himself intangible and slipped off the swing into the sand in a lump.
At length, he grinned widely and said, "By jove, that was the funnest thing I've done since tietight Isi to the bed posts!"
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 8:15 pm
Once he let go of the swing, Sevilin began to regret his experiment. It started off good, Eiry seemed excited... but then the screaming started and the little fairy's smile and confidence began to pale. Sprinkles fidgeted beside him, barking and circling the blur of green. Every so often, the puppy would come to close and get clipped, yelping helplessly as he darted back from the danger zone.
"Aww Sprinkles..." Floating lower, he opened his arms for the dog and picked him back up against his chest to hold close. The wiggly ball of fur whined up to him, sniffing his chin.
Finally, Eiry came to a halt and his diagnosis gave Sevilin comfort. "Oh gosh, good! I was worried after you started screaming it was turning into torture hahah--wait... Isi? Yer... yer dad? You... tied him to the bed...?" Wow, he needed to try that on we`rika.
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 9:06 pm
Eiry lifted himself up from the sand, batting his wings to pull himself up higher. As he did so, he wobbled to the side, still struck from the effects of spinning. He giggled as he wobbled into and through the swing onto the other side, trying his best to fight for his gravity, his arms swimming through the air. As soon as his double vision straightened back into clarity, Eiry blinked at Sevilin and grinned like an idiot.
"Yes and no! Isi is not father mine, but someone else...Isi he is. Just Isi. He's a knight. Guardian. Watcher. Not father. Not to me," Eiry mused for a moment, thinking a bit more on the memory, "I did, one day, simply for giggles. He didn't giggle, but I did."
Then Eiry gestured to the swing, floating through it again onto the side opposite of the sea fairy.
"Sevilinfriend, you must try this. Try it, you simply must!"
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Posted: Tue Jan 12, 2010 5:09 pm
"Ah--Eir--" Sevilin floated over to his friend in a hurry. He extended the arm not holding Sprinkles out for him though the sea fairy wasn't sure what he could do for the dizzy frei. It wasn't like he could fall over. But once the boy lifted his head and gave him a goofy smile, the blue raevan matched it with his own.
"A guardian... I guess... We`rika's not really my father either, but..." Well, he acted like one so that made him one right? The title wasn't what was important anyway. "I dun think I could tie my dad down. He's like a bear... You don't pin down bears. They pin you down....... and eat you. I've seen Animal Planet..." Coming out of his sudden and solemn revere, Sevilin looked to the swing with trepidation and curiosity. "Uhh okay, okay..." Rubbing Sprinkles vigorously, he put the pup down and mimicked Eiry's position on the swing, lowering himself onto his chest and holding on tight. "Ready!"
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Posted: Tue Mar 02, 2010 12:52 pm
As Sevilin clambered into the swing, Eiry stood by with his hands on the chains, holding it steady for the sea-fairy. As soon as he was in, Eiry's grin widened and he began to pump his wings, pulling the swing into a tight circle. The chains clacked and snapped against each other as they tightened, curling up on one another as Eiry coiled the swing. The minty raevan wasn't going to be lenient on the spinning like Sevilin was. He was going to coil the swing as far up and as tightly as it could possibly go! That was the fun of it wasn't it? Why cut the experience short by not spinning it up all the way?
"Bears? Belong in a circus, they do, correct?" Eiry asked as he spun in a circle. "I suppose they are bears, they are. Isikoro grows as furious as a bear, sometimes, when I place upon him some encumbrance of my trickery."
Pushing with more and more force as the chains exerted more and more resistance, Eiry flapped his wings as hard as he could until he could no longer push the the swing. He strained and groaned a few times, attempting to push the swing around one final time, but when he discovered that he couldn't, he held the swing in place, madly flapping his wings. "Hold tight, friend Sevilin!" Eiry said through his teeth. After the brief warning, Eiry let go and floated away from the swing and the danger zone created by the spinning playground equipment. Laughing as the swing began to spin, faster and faster, more fast than Eiry's ride, he stooped down and picked up Sprinkles into his arms, to keep the puppy from harm's way.
"Hold tightly, tightly!" Eiry hooted happily, "Don't fall!"
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