Flying in Wellington with James

[piwakawaka]

As they step through the door, Tiwa pulls her light anorak from her pocket and pulls it on as the city is spread out before them,

"Can just leave from here. I'll make sure we don't get in trouble."

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[piwakawaka]

Wellington's not that big a city and she sees the not quite frown on his face so perches on her toes to kiss him lightly on the lips before ducking behind him,

"Catch me if you can."

Then she's gone bird and is flying up and away, dancing with the blustery wind.

[notthatpotter]

Really, it's the kiss that motivates him to get on his broomstick. Otherwise, he would have hesitated for a moment longer than he does.

It's a familiar feeling - everything about flying is - but the enjoyment bit doesn't really start to appear until he's got Tiwa in his sight as a little bird, the one he's got to catch.

[piwakawaka]

She's having a wonderful time, catching the wind and doing lots of acrobatics so that when he finally gets close enough she does a few loops de loops around him before flying ahead.

[notthatpotter]

He keeps Tiwa in his view, attempting to mimic the way she moves on his broomstick.

And for what feels like the first time in years he lets out a genuine laugh.

[piwakawaka]

She sings back at him as he laughs and starts doing more tricks so he has to work at flying.

[notthatpotter]

And work, he will.

This is really giving him a chance to do the free-form techniques he doesn't often get to use in his skill-tests.

[piwakawaka]

Also its just more fun. To twit him slightly, she flies right up to land on his hair before flying off again.

[notthatpotter]

He laughs, nose scrunching.

"Tease."

Quickly zipping forward, he bends low, practically reclining into his broomstick to increase his speed.

[piwakawaka]

A bird can't stick out its tongue enough to be seen up here so Tiwa waggles her tail feathers at him and does a very impressive change of direction.

[notthatpotter]

James follows closely.

He's had years of experience; he's practically lived upon a broomstick all his life.

And he's been a Chaser for just that long. So, he does exactly that: he chases the little bird.

If she turns a direction, he can match it.

[piwakawaka]

Which just makes it more fun for her as she uses all of her tricks and her small size to lead him about.

[notthatpotter]

"Not tired yet?" he calls out to her, laughing contentedly.

[piwakawaka]

He gets another tail waggle though she is starting to slow a bit because after all she is a rather small bird.

[notthatpotter]

- which just means it's easier for him to catch up to her.

"It's amazing up here," he says.

[piwakawaka]

She does a quick turn and lands on his shoulder with a chirp, the Wellington winds are being on their side today.

Since the day is clear and blustery enough to make flying fun but without too much of a chill and no rain.

[notthatpotter]

And it truly is perfect.

This is the sort of flying he enjoys - wholeheartedly.

He slows down and remains hovered a bit over the air instead, turning his head towards bird!Tiwa.

"Thanks for making me do this."

[piwakawaka]

He gets a bird grin and a lovely song before she flies just behind him and with a feathery sound changes back so she can hug him,

"You're welcome. Flying makes stuff better."

[notthatpotter]

"I suppose I'd forgotten that it does," he says, grinning.

"But - well. You made me remember."

[piwakawaka]

"Good, hate to think of you moping."

[notthatpotter]

"I don't mope," he points out. "I merely ruminate. Deeply."

He looks a little amused.

[piwakawaka]

She pokes him in the stomach since her arms are already around him,

"Course you don't and you also don't have a rather nice pout."

[notthatpotter]

"Do you, then?"

He doesn't think he's seen her impressive pout.

[piwakawaka]

"I'm not sure. I've never looked at my own pout."

[notthatpotter]

He laughs.

"Fair enough. I don't believe I've seen your pout either."

[piwakawaka]

"Maybe I haven't had a reason to pout when you're around, don't know."