barring emergencies

[the_very_best]

Bella's not sure where she has wandered. She thought she was about to walk into a shop, but this appears to be an unattended bar. With none of the windows associated with the shop she thought she was entering. It could be an elaborate psychic assault of some kind, but it doesn't feel very... assault-y... and she was in the middle of a town and doesn't think any humans want to sic their 'mon on her. It's strange. She approaches the bar, looking around warily, hand hovering near her belt.

with Max (Benedict)

with Earth and Lightning (kappa)

with Ann and Sabrina (kuuskytkolme)

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[pythbox]

...Lightning starts snickering.

[cumulonimbus]

The girl looks up before reading her reply napkin.

And tilts her head -

- and beams at Lightning.

[pythbox]

"...Huh?" says Lightning. (This is not a reaction he tends to get from most people.)

[cumulonimbus]

"You're all - sparky!" she exclaims, sliding carefully off her bar stool. "It looks fun, how do you do it? What are you? Are you an elemental?"

[pythbox]

"Y...es...?"

"But I'm not sure we're the kind of elemental you mean," says Earth. "We might be, but we might not."

[cumulonimbus]

"Oh, right. I think there are elementals where I'm from but I've never seen one in person - are you a plant?" she asks Earth. "Or something?"

She is clearly less interested in the possibility that somebody is a plant than the possibility that somebody is lightningy.

[pythbox]

"I'm an Earth. A different kind of elemental from Lightning."

[cumulonimbus]

"Huh. I don't think you can be kinds from home, then, plants and earth are separate things there, one of my teachers does plants." She looks up at Lightning. "Can I hug you?"

[pythbox]

"...Sure," says Lightning.

[cumulonimbus]

Hug!

Sparks!

She giggles and hugs him tighter. Electricity accumulates in her hair and dances along her skin.

[pythbox]

That's weird.

Lightning turns up his halo, just to see what happens.

[cumulonimbus]

The girl bursts out into uproarious laughter as more sparks engulf her.

[pythbox]

"What even are you," giggles Lightning.

[cumulonimbus]

"I'm a weather mage!"

[pythbox]

"You're making my halo tickle!"

He ruffles her hair. Sparks happen.

[cumulonimbus]

"Eeeheehee!"

[pythbox]

Lightning scoops her up.

(Earth is keeping his distance, unsure whether the little girl's borrowed halo of sparks will treat him the same way Lightning's does.)

[cumulonimbus]

She doesn't object at all.

"You've got wings, do they work, can you fly? I might be able to make wind pick me up but it seems like it'll be really hard and I'll have to practice a lot."

[pythbox]

"They work. I fly. Wanna see?"

[cumulonimbus]

"Yeah!"

[pythbox]

So he carries her outside, and flaps his wings - they crackle louder when he moves them - and flies.

Earth follows them out, but stays on the ground.

[cumulonimbus]

Stormy whoops at the top of her lungs and holds on tight.

[pythbox]

Whee! Flying!

[cumulonimbus]

Whee!

"I bet you fly around all the time, I would fly around all the time if I could," cackles Stormy. "Except I'd run out of energy if I did it with wind probably so I couldn't."

[pythbox]

"I fly around sometimes," Lightning agrees. "It's pretty great."