<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/5e/1c/0a/5e1c0a6e21e1d41260133d58f7a93652.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><strong>Name:</strong> Reese Wilder (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341089.msg16147118#msg16147118)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> Pink fringe jacket, jean shorts, sneakers. [Pictured (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/e5/18/ba/e518baef015f8288b4c472d5b8d7a1a6.jpg)]<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong> 1 April 2050 | 7:45 PM<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Ferris Wheel, Raven Park<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dekado, Olena<br/><strong>Content:</strong> Reese likes girls, and heights, and finger guns (awkward)<br/><strong>Word Count:</strong> 666 | Total: 4915</span><br/><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">Reese liked being high.<br/><br/>High up in the <em>air</em>, rather, where gravity couldn’t yank her back down. And since she couldn’t do that in a plane anymore… “Mm, yeah sure, Dekado, you can sleep however you like…” the mechanic murmured, but she was only half listening to their conversation. As the Ferris Wheel began to lurch forward, and upward around its spokes, Reese squished her small, curvy frame <em>against</em> the wide, front window, watching the bushes, and trees, and cops — <em>ugh</em>! — become smaller, and smaller, and smaller and away from all of the sudden, overwhelming weirdness in her city. Lift off, lift off, lift off!<br/><br/>“Huh?” Olena’s voice was like a sharp hum. Direct, but acutely feminine all the same. “Oh. <em>Right</em>. My bad.” Her grey eyes turned away from the rising views to look at the pair of Dragon Slayers. Olena looked so poised the mechanic wondered if she was about to perform something. Or stab her with her two swords. She had two of them. A duel wielder. Dekado, on the other hand, seemed down for… <em>anything</em>? Anything and everything maybe, eager to please. And he actually talked <em>a lot,</em> with this like warmth and optimism that reminded her of… a golden retriever. Maybe he could go to perfect pretty little Riley’s upcoming wedding. He’d probably like it more than Reese was gonna. She sighed, and smiled at them apologetically. <br/><br/>Sometimes Reese was solving so many problems in her <em>head</em>, she jumped right the to the solution without verbalizing how she got there. “I met one of your magical buddies earlier this morning.” As if that, on its own, explained why her mind was so scattered, so frazzled, and why she needed to come to the god damn park in the first place for some god damn normalcy. “Destrian.” A further explanation. Her hands fidgeted against one another as she remembered Destrian, who perhaps wasn’t the friendliest Dragon Slayer to meet first, and his fucking intense flame, and the award as fuck kidnapping Escalade escapade with the motherfucking nasty red dragon. “He said…” her pierced nose scrunched up as she realized, yet again, she hadn’t been listening to Destrian that well either. “Well, actually I’m pretty sure he tried to tease me pretty hard but I have five siblings so, like, whatever,” the mechanic shrugged and rolled her eyes, “<em>but</em>, BUT! He said it was my place or outside and you dudes can definitely not stay outside in the park, uh, <em>again</em>, question mark, with those fucking cops around. Total fucking bummer. I hate gangs. Like, they can knife each other or whatever but giving the rest of us a curfew is just fucking <em>balls</em>.” Reese’s eyes drifted back out the front window of the Ferris Wheel. They were almost at the top. The best part. It was almost like flying again. It was <em>almost</em> like flying.  <br/><br/>Oh <em>shit</em>. Focus Reese. “Oh, yeah, and Destrian said he was looking for you dudes.” She unclasped her hands and did two, playful finger guns at both of them. “The rest of his Dragon Slaying team or whatever. Since I found ya first, and staying he’s at my place, it’s a two birds one stone kind of’a situation. If you wanna, I mean. I told Destrian that too. There’s probably…” Reese watched outside again as nearly all of the park patrons started to head towards the gates, to leave, to abide by the super dumb fucking curfew, to move away from the Ferris Wheel that they were currently locked inside of. “… a better person or place you could be with, or stay with, but if you wanna stay with me that’s fine. I can share, Dekado, and even naked cuddle, but as of late I only have sex with girls.” Her grey eyes drifted from him, to his sword, to his Olena’s long, dark hair, unleashed from her hat in the confines of their seat on the rising Ferris Wheel, noticing how shiny and pretty it was.</span>