The Fyreborn Islands, Saturday, Fandom Time

[glacial_queen]

So after a week like the one they'd had, Karla's desire for a cheerful day at the beach had grown to something akin to need. In fact, she'd sent Jaenelle and Lucivar early to set up so that by the time her guests arrived, they could just pile into a Coach and go.

Which, in fact, was exactly what they did. Kyle barely had time to boggle at SaDiablo Hall (or the portal or even Warren's wings), before Karla and Holt were herding them into the Coach and leaping up to catch the Opal Wind to the Fyreborn Islands.

By the time they arrived, Jaenelle and Lucivar had set up the picnic--packed by Mrs. Beale and more akin to a movable feast--including a veritable mountain of small green berries to eat and share with the wildlife.

What wildlife?

Oh, you know. Just dragons. Just your usual, every day, average dragons. Pony-sized--not counting wings and the tails. Didn't anyone say, Kyle?

In Kaeleer, dragons were real.

[NFB, for those who know who they are]

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[wwiii]

"Relax," Warren laughed, flapping to gain just a little more altitude. "I'm not going to drop you. You're way lighter than you think you are."

... Okay, no, Warren was just way stronger than he looked. He had some pretty killer pecs. And he could probably bench-press a couple of Kyles if he felt any inclination to do so.

"But you might not want to keep your mouth hanging open," he added, teasing lightly. "Bugs don't just limit themselves to windshields, you know."

[gothamlights.livejournal.com]

"Oh, sure, right, nice, dude." Kyle laughed, but did as Warren suggested, hard as it was. "Jeeesssh... I'd never come down," he said more softly, slowly loosening up.

[wwiii]

"It's not easy to, sometimes," Warren admitted. "I mean... when you hear people talking about leaving all their troubles behind just to live in the moment... That's absolutely what this is. It's this kind of absolute freedom. It's a good thing I have to do things like eat and sleep, or else I might really start to miss people, sooner or later."

He was joking, a little.

[gothamlights.livejournal.com]

Kyle flashed him a grin over his shoulder, and then said softly, "I don't have anything quite like that, but yeah. I get it. This is... wonderful." In the oldest sense of the word. Anyone who was trying to keep Warren down-- dude, they were just jealous. Kyle inhaled a deep breath, and shook his head. "Thanks, Warren. I mean it. No way to pay you back enough."

[wwiii]

"Don't even worry about it," Warren laughed, banking and dipping low enough to let Kyle's toes skim the water as he flew over the waves. "I'll take any excuse to get up here. Bringing passengers doesn't happen often, but it's no trouble at all."

[gothamlights.livejournal.com]

"You rock." Kyle shook his head, and promised himself to remember this, the next time Dinah took crazy chances. Sometimes they were worth it.