video; I use antlers in all of my decorating

[replicatedcourage]

[Hey Vatheon, instead of a view of Sola's face, the first thing that pops up is a massive pair of antlers, adorned with leaves from the park's trees, a piece of paper pierced through one prong, several short lengths of tangled cord wrapped around here and there, a small lantern, and a bat (by the name of Johnny Rayflo of course) who turns on one foot and yawns as he lazily hangs from the horns.

It takes a minute, but Sola finally steps back so he can be seen along with his impressive headgrowth.]

This curse is stupid.

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[aim_exorable]

I've found that Vatheon doesn't often care in terms of what is easier for its test subjects.

Flying is fairly difficult, however, I have come to find.

[replicatedcourage]

Really? That sucks. I'd give anything to be able to fly. I dream about it a lot.

[Not in the Freudian sense.]

[aim_exorable]

Well, there will always be other curses. Perhaps you could find something in the Nostalgia Quarter as well.

[replicatedcourage]

Like a flying potion? That would be so awesome! Then I could reach the top of the bubble or sit on the tree tops really easy!

[But then...what would happen if the potion wore off? He gets a sudden visual - a memory of himself plummeting to the cobbled street from the top of Larmline. With a shudder he shakes his head vigorously, trying to get the memory to go away.]

N-nevermind.

[aim_exorable]

...I was actually thinking more of some mechanical device which could allow you to hover.

[You weird kids and your magic and potions.]

[replicatedcourage]

A machine? I dunno, I don't really use many machines. And what if it breaks while I'm in the air? I think magic's more reliable.

[Can you blame him? He was created by a sorcerer y'know.]

[aim_exorable]

I think something I can see and fix is more reliable, but I suppose to each their own...

[Seriously, what even is magic...]

[replicatedcourage]

But with magic you don't have to fix it because it's magic!

[Wait...]

well... no I guess that's not totally true since I almost faded away... But still! Magic made me in the first place so I kinda feel safer that way.

[aim_exorable]

...

{He'll let that speak for itself.]

Even magic has to have some sort of ruleset.

[replicatedcourage]

Well okay fine but I don't see how a machine made of metal could fly! It'd be too heavy, wouldn't it?

[aim_exorable]

Clearly you've never met a proper engineer.

[replicatedcourage]

If an engineer can make metal light enough to fly then that's magic!

[Logic. At least, logic from the equivalent of a medieval monarchy that runs on magic where the most advanced technology is windmills and water wheels.]

[aim_exorable]

Or perhaps you're simply working with the wrong metal, or not using the right equipment.

[replicatedcourage]

Well I didn't try to build anything so I really don't know.

I think it'd be kinda cool to see a machine that can fly though, even if I wouldn't fly in it.

[aim_exorable]

Well then, you should speak to Tavros at some point in time. I've already built something. It works quite well.

[Proudly, he starts to preen his antennae and wings.]

[replicatedcourage]

Dad said I should talk to Tavros too, about the antlers. He said his horns are big so he has problems with doors and stuff too. Is he nice?

[aim_exorable]

Very. He's Summoner's boy.

[replicatedcourage]

I'll think about it, then!

[Y'know, maybe when he can get out of the house without turning sideways to get out of the door.]