Post by KELLEN TOWNSEND on May 15, 2013 0:18:44 GMT -5
Kellen moved around the roof, his body partially transparent as he moved, making a gust as he moved. He was an air elemental, and when he was loose like this, so was his powers. He paced over the roof, his feet not touching the ground as they weren't even visible. Well, waist down he wasn't. "I feel like a badly designed Manga character, only I don't have a tail. Jeez. Sometimes it's just to annoying to think about." Kellen was having a serious moment.
Kellen stormed over to the other side of the roof, a near visible gust of wind till he reformed on the other side, solid again. He looked down, seeing the students leaving a different class. He had his last period free, getting out early from his job. He sighed, thinking on everything. His thoughts were causing a small whirlwind around him, his duster swirling in the wind. He was breaking the rules a little bit, but classes were done so he didn't care. Damn teacher's uniforms. Having to look professional all the time was annoying as trying to reform his body when it spread to far in wind form.
(OK FROM HERE I GO TO FIRST PERSON SINCE I HAVE MUSE FOR IT)
I couldn't help up sigh, Wanting a drink. I couldn't get drunk though. Not here. Blowing down the Building would get me fired faster then when I got kicked out of the club for blowing that stripper into the other stripper's pole. Not the best of times, but the pile up was sexy. I couldn't help but smile at that, leaning over the roof and turning into condensed air, walking down the side of the building. Even though I was condensed air, I still looked solid. It was cooler as well.
"Wait, I forgot something," I said, turning around and flying back up, this time solid as I flew. It was something different to be solid and have to wind carry you. That weightless feeling was just incredible. Sometimes almost as good as being pure air. Hell, ok, I'm lieing. Nothing was as good as being pure air and flying. Okay, maybe that was a lie to. Sex was pretty nice to. Maybe being part air while getting laid......that was something to try. Maybe later. Maybe later.
I stood on the roof again, landing easily. The wind was still swirling, playful in it's way. It never seemed to tire, and it was an ever giving source of energy to draw on. Course, I couldn't use to to much. To much and I turned to wind for a while and unable to keep control. Course, that was when I used the wind's power. Not my own. "There's my drink," I said, smirking as I picked up a liter of coke.
Kellen stormed over to the other side of the roof, a near visible gust of wind till he reformed on the other side, solid again. He looked down, seeing the students leaving a different class. He had his last period free, getting out early from his job. He sighed, thinking on everything. His thoughts were causing a small whirlwind around him, his duster swirling in the wind. He was breaking the rules a little bit, but classes were done so he didn't care. Damn teacher's uniforms. Having to look professional all the time was annoying as trying to reform his body when it spread to far in wind form.
(OK FROM HERE I GO TO FIRST PERSON SINCE I HAVE MUSE FOR IT)
I couldn't help up sigh, Wanting a drink. I couldn't get drunk though. Not here. Blowing down the Building would get me fired faster then when I got kicked out of the club for blowing that stripper into the other stripper's pole. Not the best of times, but the pile up was sexy. I couldn't help but smile at that, leaning over the roof and turning into condensed air, walking down the side of the building. Even though I was condensed air, I still looked solid. It was cooler as well.
"Wait, I forgot something," I said, turning around and flying back up, this time solid as I flew. It was something different to be solid and have to wind carry you. That weightless feeling was just incredible. Sometimes almost as good as being pure air. Hell, ok, I'm lieing. Nothing was as good as being pure air and flying. Okay, maybe that was a lie to. Sex was pretty nice to. Maybe being part air while getting laid......that was something to try. Maybe later. Maybe later.
I stood on the roof again, landing easily. The wind was still swirling, playful in it's way. It never seemed to tire, and it was an ever giving source of energy to draw on. Course, I couldn't use to to much. To much and I turned to wind for a while and unable to keep control. Course, that was when I used the wind's power. Not my own. "There's my drink," I said, smirking as I picked up a liter of coke.