<div class="floatleft">(http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t295/JoanieSappho/burd_zpss5n6r6f4.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">Torikai</span>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=237289.msg11683863#msg11683863)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Hideko Tower<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Kitty/Riku<br/><hr/>Wordlessly, Torikai shifted her grip, grasping Riku by the shoulder instead of the arm. If he wanted any more than that, they'd need to land, and she didn't want any such detour.<br/><br/>His obvious delight brought a familiar warmth to her, although Riku might, perhaps, have been a little put out to know that it was less his enjoyment that made her feel good, but the knowledge that<em>she </em>was responsible for that feeling. Hide it as she might, the harpy's ego tended to twist everything around to be about her.<br/><br/>His home, she noted with approval, looked nice and open. Not open enough to fly freely around in, perhaps, but certainly enough to stretch her wings a little. The soft furniture was promising, both for her future enjoyment and as a solution to a problem she hadn't quite realized that she had. She was, after all, quite unused to carrying humans around and while she could figure out how to pick one up easily enough, actually putting one back down again was a task she was a little less confident about. In a worst case scenario she could probably just drop him on one of those.<br/><br/>The landing was not quite as rough as it could have been, Torikai losing much of her speed as she entered the window, but was still in motion when she let go, dropping Riku off about a foot above one of those big couches. Rather than risk damaging the expensive looking hardwood floor with her talons, she swept up to perch on the chromed railing on the second level.<br/>"Nice place," she noted absently as her wings settled back down.