Sticky Fingers [Cyn/Private]

[Scott Hettire]

Scott waited for Dami to get up onto the chain mesh of the fire escape. Their steps would be loud on the metal floor of the fire escape, but he doubted that any of the busy people would notice or even care. Once Dami had gotten up to the first floor of the fire escape she explained her plan. While she did so, she turned and began going up the stairs of the fire escape. Scott quickly followed her, listening to her plan all the while.

Eventually she asked him if there were any limitations to his flying abilities. Scott shook his head. "Not any that I know of at least," he explained quickly. He was beginning to feel a bit tired heading up the steps of the rusty fire escape. He looked up at the top of the building, checking to see where he would be flying from.

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So he had no issues that he knew of. Maybe they could find one, like if he got too tired then he just stopped being able to fly. How terrible would that be? Dami wondered if he would die if he fell or if his power would just automatically kick in and save him from going splat. Maybe they would figure that out. Dami would hate to see the kid die, but if it couldn't be helped then it wasn't really her fault. She kept trudging up the stairs. Every flight they went up Dami's legs began to feel heavier and heavier. The elevator would have taken less effort.

"So I'm thinking once we get up there I could track you using your sound. It  might be a little harder considering that I will have to track the sound of you cutting through the air, but I could do it. Also that's one of my powers, sound manipulation." Dami stated, looking back at Scott every so often to make sure he was still there and that he hadn't run off or anything. She was pretty excited about all this. Sami loved powers, so learning about this guy's power was pretty interesting for her.

[Scott Hettire]

Scott kept going, despite the weariness that lingered in his legs. He kept pace with the pink haired girl beside him. Tugging his hat tighter on his head, he continued the draggy trek up the many flights of stairs. Perhaps sneaking into the building wasn't as bad of an idea as Scott had thought. Dami began to explain her idea, even stating one of her powers.

"Sound manipulation. Interesting." The power was interesting, but didn't seem that great for combat. Scott's dark gaze drifted upwards, looking at the few flights of stairs left. He was feeling tired at this point, and it had gotten to the point where he had to breath out his mouth. He could easily fly up the stairs and not feel as much stamina drain, but he felt it was better to take the punishment of stairs. He had suggested the idea, and he saw it as only fair to walk up the stairs as well.

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Dami could tell that they were both getting pretty tired. She was beginning to breathe heavily. The building was about fifty stories, maybe more, and they were almost through them all. Dami could see the top through the mess flooring and staircases, which was a good sign. They could get to the top and stop climbing up the thousands of stairs. Dami wondered briefly why he was climbing with her and not just flying, or why they hadn't tested if he could fly her to the top, but it was too late she guessed. They were climbing and that was all that mattered. Scott said something about her power, but Dami didn't really pay attention.

The roof was windy. The wind whipped Dami's pink hair in her face and she had to adjust her mask so it felt more secure. She didn't really want to lose that in front of anybody. She trudged over to where a bench sat at the edge of the building. There was a small railing to keep people from falling over, but it wasn't a lot. Dami sat down on the bench and sighed. She rested her foot on the rail and turned her face towards the sky. "Do you want to get started now or rest?" Dami asked Scott. If he wanted to rest then they could just talk. If he wanted to start then they would start. It was pretty simple.

[Scott Hettire]

It felt like ages until Scott finally reached the top of the many stairs. He felt tired and his legs were beginning to protest to movement. Scott wasn't as well adjusted to running for long periods of time, and adding stairs didn't help. On the top of the building, the wind was more violent and threatened to blow his fedora away. Scott's hand reached up and tightened the hat around his crown.

He still felt tired, but his ears easily picked up on what Dami said. "Yeah, lets do that," Scott agreed. The boy reached up with his hands, stretching his back. Flying didn't require stretching, but it always felt good.

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When Scott said he was ready now Dami stood up and faced him, only to see him stretching. For some reason Dami hadn't thought of that side of things and she couldn't help but laugh. It just seemed strange that he would stretch before flying. Dami walked over to him and looked over at the tops of the building for the best place for him to fly. She needed to be able to track his sound and he needed to be able to fly straight, which meant the best course of actions would be finding the straightest route without any buildings in the way. If it wasn't straight then he might crash and die and that might make everything kind of suck.

"Okay look I think you should fly in this direction." Dami stated as she pointed off the the west. There were no buildings taller than the one they were on in that direction. The biggest thing he might have to watch out for would be the wind blowing him off course. Of course Dami wasn't really sure if that was a big factor or not. She didn't really know anything about flying. That part was all him. She was only here because she loved learning new things about powers. She was also there because she could track him with sound and get a pretty good read on how fast he was going, of course she would have to focus pretty hard. She couldn't lose him or shift the sound in a way that might mess up how she was hearing it. Dami was pretty sure she could do that.

[Scott Hettire]

The slight laugh that had emitted from Dami made Scott a little embarrassed. He had only been stretching to loosen himself and make him feel more relaxed. The high winds whipped away viciously at his hat and hair. He gazed at the direction that was mentioned by Dami. Off this side of the building, there were buildings that were shorter compared to the one they stood on. It would be easy for Scott to go straight at their height. His dark eyes scanned the area around, whilst the wind battered away from him.

"Okay, so we're starting with speed," Scott said, mostly to himself. He took one last glance, not even quivering at the idea of the heights. Ever since his ability was discovered, Scott never feared devastating heights such as this. Slowly his feet lifted slightly off the ground as preparation. "I'll go at your mark," Scott said. His head turned to look at Dami briefly before facing forward once more. Once she gave the go ahead, he would bolt forward at his fastest speed.

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Scott said something about speed. The wind whipped away most of his words, but Dami heard enough of it to realize that he was confirming what they were going to be testing speed. Dami just nodded and began focussing on his words to try and get her power ready to track him over large distances. Then he lifted up off of the ground and Dami was amazed once again. She loved powers and his was just super cool. Flying was something a lot of people wanted to do. There were planes and helicopters and blimps to attest to that. There were so many ways that humans could fly, but not on their own unless they had a power.

This time when Scott talked Dami heard him loud and clear. Her power was working just fine so now she was prepared to track him wherever he went. Of course there was always the chance that she would mess up somehow and just break the sound or something. She was as ready as she was going to get though, so why not start. "Three," She started counting. "Two, one. Go!" Dami was excited to watch him fly as fast as he could.

[Scott Hettire]

While in his floating self waited for the count-down, Scott calculated the best way to gain a large amount of speed within a few moments. He tightened his hat on his head just as Dami began her count-down. Despite the fact that she was loud, her voice nearly got drowned out by the whistling wind. Scott listened carefully, waiting for the word go to spill into the air. Once hearing it, Scott burst from his position at a high speed. His speed was a little bit faster then an airplane.

His hat almost flew off as he went at his high speed. Scott was forced to bring his hand up to hang onto the brim of his hat. His eyes looked about, scanning for anything that could possibly get in the way of his flight. He kept straight for the most part, the wind sometimes battering him slightly to the side. Once he had gone a few meters, he went up and back the way he came. He flipped so his stomach was facing downwards and his back upwards. He kept his speed, but once he saw Dami, who was easily noticeable against the blue canvas with his pink hair, he slowed. He landed on his own two feet, gently like all the times before. "How did I do?" Scott asked.

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Dami watched him adjust his hat right before taking off. He was definitely fast. She managed to keep track of him. In her head Dami began doing the calculations as to how fast he was going, even as he turned and came back around the same speed. She was amazed by how fast he could actually go. She hadn't expected him to be any faster than a person sprinting, but he was by far faster than that. Dami had decided that she had gotten at least a semi-accurate reading of what his speed was by the time Scott landed back on the roof.

"Two hundred fifty five metres per second." Dami responded to his question. She assumed she was close to his actual speed, but all of her power's abilities were still kind of new and experimental to her. Dami wondered if he usually flew that fast, or if that was new for him. Dami would never walk anywhere if she could go that fast in the air. Dami wondered if her power would effect him as he was flying, not the sound manipulation, but the sense muting. She could turn off his sense of balance or his sight or his sense of direction. It was an interesting idea that she might test later.

[Scott Hettire]

Once Scott had landed, he once again re-tightened his hat using the brim. He felt pleased with his speed, even though he could easily guess there were faster flyers out there. A grin appeared on his face as Dami told him what his speed was. He wasn't even out of breath, but like most times he had flown, it wasn't a large strain on himself. On an average day, Scott world fly at a more leisurely pace, not to those high speed he'd managed to pulled off.

He turned back to the pink haired girl who was assisting him with the tests. "So, now what should we do?" Scott asked. He wasn't sure if Dami immediately wanted to test carrying a person or try with some heavy objects beforehand. He wasn't sure if his powers had any effects on objects, but the image of the heavy item that had nearly fallen onto Beatrice flashed into his mind. Had his powers assisted him in putting the object back into place? Or had that all been himself? Scott pondered the idea, his attention weighing on the idea rather than the possible words that may have came from Dami's mouth.

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Dami watched him carefully as she told him what his speed was. She deducted by the grin that appeared on his face that he was pretty happy with his speed. Did he usually fly around at that speed? Dami looked up at the sky and back at him, trying to decide the best way about going about testing his ability to carry thing. Dami wondered if there was a sense of weight. She had never tried that so it was very possible. Of course all she could make him do was not feel weight, but whatever he picked up would still have an effect on his flying. Although weight might not make any difference in his flying anyway.

"Okay no we're testing weight. So how much can you lift regularly?" Dami asked. If it was around her weight then she would probably just get him to start flying and try to pick her up, although if it was too much less then maybe they would have to find something else for him to pick up. There were a few things scattered around the roof that somebody could pick up. A garbage can, what looked like a barrel of nothing, the bench, and some other stuff too. There was lots of things she could get him to fly with,

[Scott Hettire]

Usually, the only thing Scott carried was small things. Items that had to be stowed away to high places others couldn't reach. He used it to help Beatrice clean, and more commonly his own amusement. His typical carrying weight hadn't been tested, just like everything else. Scott had often had to carry light weighted items, creating a very leisurely flight. "I am not sure, I usually just carry small objects." Scott answered, his mind still trying to think of an estimated weight.

His eyes glanced around the roof, seeing the various objects that Dami had. There weren't too many heavy objects if Scott were to guess. Each object was most likely made up of relatively light materials, and was probably weighted a little so it wouldn't topple over the edge of the building and onto an unexpected civilian. The boy waited patiently for Dami to create a verdict on what to do next. She had essentially made herself the leader of the operation, thus he waited for the leader's next command.