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Tetrominon
>>294215 >1 Title: My Life With Harpy
Box: Two or three times a week, Harpy and I go out to an open field for her flight training.
Box: It's a hard hour's ride by motorcycle, but she sings happily like it's no big deal.
Har: Do-man, se-man!
Har: Do-man, se-man!
>2 Guy: ...was that my brother's truck?
Har: Suguni yobimasho, Onmyouji Let's Go! [WTF? http://www.youtube.com/watchv=ec7JCwez5IY. That's TF.]
Box: She's more suited to flying in the mountains, though, so we'll be moving eventually.
>3 Guy: This far enough?
Har: Yup
>4 Box: The Harpy is by far the lightest of the demi-human races, built for high-alt gliding.
Box: Lacking altitude, some acceleration is necessary in order to fly.
Guy: Liftoff!
Har: Roger!
>6 Box: Taking off's the only problem. Once she's up, she's golden.
>7 Box: We have a deal that if she flies especially well, she gets a "prize".
>8 Har: I'm ba~ck!
Guy: Oof! H-hey, you were real good up there.
>9 Har: I did good? So, I get my prize, right?
Guy: You want it here? Now?
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