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"Ooooh!"

She blinked as she watched and then made a 'That's not so hard' face! Lifting her hand into the air she mimicked D's actions and let her hand soar and glide like a graceful bird, supplying her own sound effects as well, before her hand came in to land on the branch she was sitting on.

"Teira fwy!"

She beamed proudly at him.

She scrunched up her face in confusion. She didn't understand, hadn't she just flown? She'd done it exactly like he'd showed her... a little exasperated she repeated the flying hand motion and looked at D expectantly.

"FWY!"

Whether it was because her childlike invincibility protected her from fears such as falling, or if it was the reassuring comfort of a distant memory, of the sensation of being bound by nothing, not even gravity and soaring above everything, truly free...

She grinned and reached a hand up, carefully but excitedly hoping up into the cloth covered object behind D. Her bare feet instinctively found a balanced stance, her feet gripping the material skillfully much the same way a tightrope walker stays upon their wire.

Grinning at D, she looked around, she could see for miles up here... quite literally...

Oh but they werent flying yet, this was hovering. He helped Teira up as best he could being only a small child, he wouldnt be single handedly hoisting her up on top of his board, but he wouldnt have too. Not only was Teira granted her elven balance, but she would find that unless she wanted to pull her feet free they wouldnt remove themselves from the 5inch wide surface.

And that was important, because did had a wry grin on his face. And a grin like that meant trouble, and only trouble.

For the moment, until Teira found her balance the sword stood entirely still in the air as if she was stepping on the solid ground. But that was about to change...and fast. D leaned forward, and the board obeyed tilting itself on a 45 degree axis, and then without any warning at all, it soared downwards following the tilt as if it was a stiff piece of rollercoaster track.

In an instant the two soared down the length of the tree and the immediately upwards as if riding on a ramp. D arched back, bringing his feet up and around launching the board into a full flip about fifteen feet above the ground. And as they exited the flip, he brought his feet around, and down in a downward arch....right off the edge of the island.

With the wind soaring in his face and blowing his hair wildly as the wind rushed by, the boy laughed on into the open air, as he and Teira were set on a downward spiral toward the ocean below. Though they had six thousand feet between them and a very watery ride, and four hundred feet of island beneath them.

Dis is weawy fwying!

He exclaimed just over the sound of the rushing air, as the sword cut a streak of black through the air behind them.

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Ahh...

Walter said leaning his head back for a moment before nodding gingerly, the small calm smile ever present on his lips. One would think this sort of thing happened very often, though the defense system kept out most usual methods of flight, it seemed to be missing a clause on parasol travel. But none the less, no matter what method she took to enter it was his job to greet them and see to them in all manners without disobeying any of the Masters orders.

This...

He said fanning his right arm out so as to present the vast garden and the windmill spinning far in the distance.

...is Shadow Island...

He brought his arm back to his side gently clasping his hands together in front of him.

...the floating home of Master Maximos. My name is Walter Worthington the third, may I ask yours?

Of course.

Walter said, calmly. Her name and her decision to, or not to reveal it was entirely hers and he would by all means respect that. As for being a witch, her religious preferences were entirely hers and Walter would by no means cast judgment on her.

Its a pleasure to meet you Ms. Kai.

Walter of course made a very formal bow. That was simple manners and if anything was important to Walter it was his manners. But there was one aching question. Ms. Kai, the wonderful young lady that she was, was in fact on someones lawn. And so he had to push the question again, the Master would want him to.

Is there something I can help you with?

Flying was one of the biggest thrills in D's life, granted the physical acuity necessary to perform a sport like this would probably be impossible by someone his age, but D wasnt exactly your usual child. And what he himself didnt have, the sword helped with. Theres was a partnership of a more clandestine nature.

D quickly leaned back bending at the waist and leaning his right foot down adjusting the sword into a downward spiral. Just below the surface of the island was a rather large cone of land extending down an extra four hundred feet, with their proximity Teira would be able to see the incredibly large runic array painted into the cone of the island, allowing it its flight and its security. Now the runic arrangement likely wouldnt mean much to her, but it did glow a fancy violet, and it seemed to sparkle when anyone got near it.

And near it, is exactly where they were, so near it infact, that D was able to reach his hand out and run it against the runes. The runes were surprisingly smooth like dipping into bright glowing paint, and it left a streak of violet streaming from D's hand to mix with the path of black the sword was carving in the air. Meanwhile, he cut a downward spiral around the cone of the isle, the sword adjusting the make sure the angle was just sharp enough to give its riders a rush, without being so harsh that it would hurt D or Teira.

Until, finally the two reached the bottom of the cone, at which point D immediately crouched low pushing on the back of the sword. The blade quickly cutting a straight vertical cut directly up, and up, and up, until they finally broke over the edge of the islands surface where D immediately cut to side shaving a huge chunk off of one of the bushes as the sword came a steady, calm stop. It was like a wild roller coaster! Without any safeties!

That was an interesting request, but Walter was a reasonable man. By now they were likely several miles off shore, and she was over a mile above sea level. If the poor girl was tired already, she was bound to fall asleep mid flight and well...in these conditions that could be fatal. The Master would understand.

I dont see the harm, after such I long flight I'd summize your probably a bit peckish as well.

Of course, Master Maximos' nature, made the nature of the house itself special. And so he had to question her just a bit farther, to make sure she'd be safe.

Just a few questions before we enter. Do you have any magical allergies or issues I should be aware of. And can you by any chance see without light?

Excellent.

He said, turning sideways and gesturing toward the very large windmill with the rather rickety wooden door at the far end of the island.

Right this way then.

He said, and he began to walk. It was after all his duty to guide her, how else would she know where to go? With the incredible number of enchantments riddled throughout this house to make everyday life just a tad bit easier, even Merlin would get lost in this home. Thankfully, there was a path of flat stones laid across the grass that led directly to the windmill, and it was on that path that Walter led Kai. As they reached the wooden door he peeled it open revealing what can only be described as a wall of black. It seemed any light that was shed toward the doorway was swallowed by this impossible wall. It was beyond simply "dark", there was no light to speak of in the slightest.

As Kai had admitted she could only see four feet, and that would make actual travel through the halls quite difficult Walter reached into the breast pocket of his vest and pulled out a pair of dark glasses. They looked like ordinary reading glasses with the exception of the fact that the lenses were entirely black. When warn, they allow one to see in the dark as easily as they would see outside. Granted dark vision robbed one of the ability to see any real colors except in dull tints, but it was better than stumbling or being forced to exist in four feet of space.

Wear these when we step inside, and you should be just fine.

And with that, he entered the doorway. He would take a few steps before waiting for Kai to follow. When or if she did, she would be presented with a flight of stone spiral stairs which appeared to be hewn directly from the rock.

I trust the glasses serve you well Ms. Kai?