call me maybe

[from_scratch]

Cam is out flying. There's a decent cloud of atmosphere around the gold plane, now, millenia of demons making air around themselves for comfort and not sealing it up because why would you bother. There's a small forest, here - the effect is kind of ruined by the lamps it has to grow under, but it's still pretty.

He feels an open summons and lets it grab him -

with the Joker (kappa)

with Ripper (kappa)

with Darren (Aestrix)

with Minus (kappa)

with Emma (Marri)

with Facility 3141592 (armokGoB)

with the admin (kappa)

with Jarvis (kappa, Aestrix)

with Miles (kappa)

with Hank (Nemo)

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[from_scratch]

Cam follows. "Let's see the to-do list."

[allthebrightest]

"The first thing you're gonna make me," she says, beaming, "is my new wings."

She proceeds to outline a list of things, all of which exist back home in the form of detailed blueprints but have not yet been given physical form. Apart from what she refers to as her new wings, it's all infrastructure - the facilities to make facilities to make things with. It's very complicated, and her blueprints are very exact.

[from_scratch]

Cam makes the blueprints based on her reference to them and gets to building.

[allthebrightest]

Tony's new wings prove to be... pretty amazing.

It's not just wings; it's an entire suit of metal armour, fitted with complicated mechanisms that let it disassemble and reassemble itself and accomplish all manner of other fascinating tricks, powered by a small cold fusion reactor, with the wings attached to the back as an exquisitely animated assemblage of sleek metal feathers that incorporate the same lift technology found in the palms of the gauntlets and the soles of the boots. In its unpainted state, it gleams a pale gold not unlike the wings she was wearing when she arrived. Tony scrambles into the thing as soon as it's finished, pops open the faceplate, and beams some more.

"Am I cool or am I cool?"

[from_scratch]

"It's very special effects, what are you planning to do with it?"

[allthebrightest]

"Fly. Really. Fast."

[from_scratch]

Cam giggles.

[allthebrightest]

"I wanna hug you," she declares, and makes the suit fold itself up into a neat gleaming feathered package.

[from_scratch]

"Sure, why not."

[allthebrightest]

She hugs him. Very enthusiastically.

[from_scratch]

Aww.

"...After a hundred and fifty years with wings it feels deeply strange to hug somebody without having them."

[allthebrightest]

"Awwww," giggles Tony. "It's less weird for me, mine are on and off all the time."

[from_scratch]

"I'd imagine. Yeah, I just don't feel like I am actually hugging you, I feel like I am sort of awkwardly avoiding hugging you."

[allthebrightest]

"Put your wings back on, then!"

[from_scratch]

"Hey, humans, am I going to want to be incognito a lot in the next while, you think?"

[manofmyword]

"Bet not. And you've still got the coat for emergencies," says the Joker.

[from_scratch]

"Yeah."

Cam sprouts his wings and tail and properly hugs Tony.

[allthebrightest]

"Aww, tail," she says delightedly, hugging him back.

[manofmyword]

"You are both adorable," says the Joker.

[from_scratch]

"Yes," Cam agrees. "How long are you planning on keeping us?"

[manofmyword]

"How long do you wanna be kept?"

[from_scratch]

"I won't even start having mixed feelings about it till the next time we get a Limbo concordance, because I don't wanna miss a letter from my parents, or a chance to give them one, but if you just sort of leave me running around off-leash I will do things and if there are any you'd take offense to and send me home for I'd rather know in advance."

[manofmyword]

"I'm pretty hard to offend."

[from_scratch]

"All right. So keep me for eight years and don't do anything that makes me want to murder you and we should be good."

[manofmyword]

"Sounds perfect."