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 like a bird in the sky, renly
CHARLOTTE HARLOWE
 Posted: Feb 5 2017, 09:54 PM
26
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Charlotte has a very special gift, though one she is unaware of. Magic shows her how things fit together, whether they are people or machines. Unaware of how her gift shaped her, she became a mechanic, and is on track to become Lairea's first aviatrix, if only she can get enough money to finish buying the parts to complete her airplane.
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When she had chosen the field for her test flight, well, Charlotte hadn't anticipated that there would be so many people there. It seemed word had gotten out that she was going to try to fly her plane, and well, now it was being treated as though it was a planned event of the Alianorian harvest festival. Was she even in Alianor? She must have been. Well, even if she wasn't, she supposed Alianorians could go to the common grounds if they were close enough.

Shaking her head before putting on her helmet, she cleared her mind of all such thoughts. It didn't matter if there were people. It didn't matter that far too many of them were questioning where the man who built the plane was. The comments that 'a woman must be flying it for weight reasons' only stung a little when she heard them murmured within her earshot.

Looking out among them, she knew they were envious. Most of them would never fly, be it through magic or mechanics, but she would. She would fly because of her hard work. She would fly because she dared to try.

Jaw set, she headed towards her plane. It looked so lonely by itself in the field, surely it would look just as lonely in the sky, but at least in the sky they would be there together.

She spun the propeller with as much force as she could muster before running to the side, clambering up into the cockpit and pulling the clutch to help the engine to start. It roared into life, and the plane started down the little hill, picking up speed as it went. She pulled her goggles down to protect her eyes, pulling the wheel back, praying to whatever god would hear her that she get off the ground.

Charlotte didn't feel the plane leave the ground, but she sure as hell felt the thud when it landed, the tail kicking out to the side as the plane tipped onto it's side, the wing holding for a moment against the ground before snapping like a twig. Crawling out of the cockpit proved much harder when horizontal, but there was a wide grin on her face as she removed her helmet and goggles and saw how far she had gone.

It had been a rather large rock that had done her in, one that she had thought was too far away for her first test flight to be an issue. She couldn't help laughing at her near-success too hard to stand, and she dropped to sit on the ground as she watched a few of the spectators rushing over to where she had crash landed.

She had flown. She had actually flown!

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RENLY GANYMEDE SPARKS
 Posted: Mar 26 2017, 08:56 PM
28
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The Siren, a growing influential bard trying to move out of the Samavian refugee camp.
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He usually tried not to let Jasmine Rey get to him. She was after all a pompous little brat who thought just because she had beautiful long natural red hair she could do and say what she wanted. However when she all but challenged him to come wow the crowds at the Harvest Festival he had to put on his best frock and go show her up. Who ever she thought she was she looked like a right fool once the crowd was cheering for him instead of her. He'd felt very gleeful then but it was a short lived feeling. On the very stage Jasmine pretended to ask him to come witness some flying event with her. Really it was a way to change the subject.

He couldn't really say no without sounding like a dick so he agreed. Now here he was arm in arm with the girl he despised waiting for this flying show to get on the road. Jasmine was squishing his bicep mercilessly but he tried to look casual about it, "its a sad day when a star like yourself cannot find a proper date to such an event." He took out a cigarette and lit it taking in a few puffs. Jasmine narrowed her eyes but smiled politely.

"It truly was very disappointing. You will make do though," she said as she ripped the cigarette out of his mouth and stomped it out.

He wanted to rip his arm out of her grasp. It seemed just then the event was taking off. Jasmine hadn't bothered to explain any of it to Renly so he watched with a very confused look to his face as some winged contraption flew off a hill only to fall into the ground hard. People were cheering though? No one seemed concerned for whoever had been piloting the thing. Unhooking himself from Jasmine he made his way down to the flying machine and peered in.

"...Well, miss, I'm not sure what you did but you certainly did it. Are you all well in there?"

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CHARLOTTE HARLOWE
 Posted: May 11 2017, 11:15 AM
26
years old
common grounds
mechanic
quiet
feisty
about
Charlotte has a very special gift, though one she is unaware of. Magic shows her how things fit together, whether they are people or machines. Unaware of how her gift shaped her, she became a mechanic, and is on track to become Lairea's first aviatrix, if only she can get enough money to finish buying the parts to complete her airplane.
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Charlotte leaned over, pulling her journal out of the plane, scribbling notes of what had just happened. She was interrupted, however, by someone who had come down to the site where she had crashed.

She smiled up at him broadly, unable to contain her glee. "All well? I'm better than that! I flew, without magic, just mechanics!" With that, her excitement finally got to her and she jumped up, flinging her arms around the stranger. The grin on her face could not have been bigger.

Letting go of him, she turned back to the aeroplane, taking a quick walk around it, jotting down a few notes as to what had broken. It really was just the wing that needed to be replaced. That would take a weekend at most. She'd need to find a better place to take off from though. Someplace without rocks. Maybe one of the farms in Alianor would let her use their fields come winter when they were flat.

"You watched, about where would you say I lost connection with the ground?" She had already had a diagram ready with measurements, though she had to extend it as the rock hadn't been on her drawing. She had thought it had been too far away to consider.


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RENLY GANYMEDE SPARKS
 Posted: May 28 2017, 06:20 PM
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He was surprised to see the girl inside peer up and smile at him. She seemed thrilled with what she had done. To Renly it just seemed like she crashed but the girl was writing down all sorts of notes happy as a clam. Her joy was infectious and he found himself smiling in disbelief and confusion at her happiness, "This thing doesn't run on any magicks? That is impressive indeed. Did you design it?" He really wished now someone had given him some information on what he had just witnessed. He didn't want to seem like such a dolt.

He was glad she was well though, "you know its a good design. Even a supernatural could have gotten hurt falling from the sky like that. It seemed more like the wings were catching the wind but they just weren't holding on to it enough to glide on it, if that makes any sense. I'm sorry I'm really not the person to ask. I have no idea about this at all." He supposed he had experience flying but it wasn't the same as whatever this thing was. His wings flapped this thing seemed to glide on the air and propel itself forward with mechanics rather than an action.

It would all go over his head even if she tried to explain it to him, he was sure of it, "...you certainly moved very fast?" H was about to try to recall more of the flight when a sudden crowd formed around them and bombarded the girl with questions and congratulations. He was quickly pushed out of the inner circle and in a small way he was happy about it. He really had no idea how to help the girl. Jasmine poked his side, "where the hell have you been?"

"Well the girl crashed. I went to see if she was alright like any decent person would," he said, annoyed by her incessant nature. Jasmine started laughing and was practically folding over by the time Renly had enough of her joy, "what, pray tell, is s hilarious?"

"That is no girl, Renly, she just made Lairean history! You are such an uncultured dolt sometimes." He ignored the girl's insults and turned back to face the pilot. He could just see the top of her head through the crowd. He wished he could have been of more use to her.

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CHARLOTTE HARLOWE
 Posted: Nov 18 2017, 04:49 PM
26
years old
common grounds
mechanic
quiet
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Charlotte has a very special gift, though one she is unaware of. Magic shows her how things fit together, whether they are people or machines. Unaware of how her gift shaped her, she became a mechanic, and is on track to become Lairea's first aviatrix, if only she can get enough money to finish buying the parts to complete her airplane.
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There were too many people and too many questions. Charlotte tried to be kind and patient and gracious about them, but alas, being kind and patient and gracious with people who didn't fully understand what she had just done was not in her nature. No matter her happiness at her achievement, she simply reverted to her impatient self when she was asked questions such as "what did you hope to accomplish?" and "was it an engine problem?" and really any other question with an incredibly obvious answer. With such an attitude it didn't take long for most of the spectators to clear away, most muttering to themselves about how if there was going to be a human flying in Lairea in some mechanical contraption, why couldn't they be a more amiable and charismatic sort?

It might have hurt her feelings if she had heard such things, but she didn't, and thus was free to return to her happiness as she helped the few stragglers get her plane off its side and back onto its wheels. She'd have to get her tools from the car which was back at her starting position to fully remove the broken wing before she tried to tow the plane back to her garage. There were a few struts that would need bending and she didn't want to risk the wing falling off of its own accord and then perhaps getting more damaged by the falling.

She answered a few more questions; actual, important questions. Such as 'how did she intend to fix the plane' and 'how would she avoid this same problem again' and other such logical questions she had been asking herself immediately upon her crashing. She explained a bit of why the front part of the wing was wider than the back, telling the man who asked it that that's how birds, bats and yes, even dragons fly. Tapering the wings therefore is natural if one wants to remain aloft for as long as those creatures do.

One of the few remaining said he knew how to drive and went to get her car for her, though she was a little apprehensive about someone else driving her car. Her fear of someone trying to take part of the plane was greater however and thusly she resolved not to leave it for a moment. She had heard how people had taken 'trophies', pieces of destroyed buildings, during the war. It was such a strange notion to her, but if people took pieces of a destroyed building because of historical importance, what was to keep them from taking pieces of a broken plane for the same reasons?

While she was keeping an eye on her plane, she noticed the man who had first come up to her when she had gotten out of the plane standing with a woman. It wasn't a good fit, she could have seen that from a mile off, but something about the woman's posture and the man's said that they too knew it wasn't a good fit. Why then, the two of them were torturing one another was beyond her. Perhaps she should try to help the man. After all he had tried to help her.

Her car arrived and she got out the necessary tools to remove the damaged wing. She would strap it to her car when she towed the plane back home. This might be a good way to help him. "Excuse me. Do you think you could hold the wing up for a minute while I take it off so it doesn't fall?" Who knew if it would work. She hoped so. The degree to which the two of them didn't fit was so bad that if she continued having to see it, she was going to get a headache.


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RENLY GANYMEDE SPARKS
 Posted: Nov 29 2017, 03:05 PM
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He was so thrilled when the girl asked him to aid her he almost forgot his pleasantries altogether. Really no one would blame him for leaving Jasmine on her own since she was such a bore to hang around in the first place. still, it would not do to have people around him think he was being rude, even if she was someone most people would be glad to get away from, "of course, I would love to help. Jasmine, you needn't wait for me. This might take a good amount of time." He hoped that would be enough to get the fellow bard to let him be.

To his surprise, the girl was halfway gone by the time he'd finished the sentence. If he had known it was going to be that easy he would have ditched her hours ago. Turning back to the pilot he did as she said, holding the wing of the plane up with ease. It was a heavy thing though he was sure a human man could have done it. He sometimes forgot that his fairy blood came with a few extra gifts compared to other species.

For the most part he was quiet as she worked, affording her curious glances here and then to watch how exactly she had made the wing stick to the body of the plane in the first place. There were a few bolts in the process but he did not see much more than that, "I hope you can forgive me for saying so but thank you for pulling me away from Ms. Rey. She is a difficult person to have a nice evening with." She was a difficult person to spend any amount of time with though Renly supposed that was going a bit too far to say out loud.

"What did it feel like to fly?" He knew what it felt like for him with the wind rushing against his face, rustling his hair, his wings working quickly to keep him afloat. He'd known the feeling since he was a child though. How curious he was to know what it felt like to a full grown person the first time they felt it, "were you scared?" He had been a bit scared watching the whole thing. He supposed it was because he had such little faith and understanding of human inventions. Still, you could only trust your instincts so much when doing something daring.

"Ms. Rey said you made history today with your flight. That must feel like quite the accomplishment." He wondered if it was a matter of flying or of a woman flying. The world tended to make a big deal about separating the two. He'd never seen anything like it before. That did not mean it had not happened already.

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