Power Swap: ...and a prayer. [Open]

[Levi Xu]

When Levi woke up, it felt like his spine was being twisted.

He curled in on himself, clinging to his knees, trying to will the pain away, until it became unbearable and he got up to take something. The movement helped some, and when he tried stretching, there was a strange pressure on his back. "Ow, ow, ow..." he muttered, then pulled off his teeshirt and walked to the bathroom. He couldn't think of anything that would cause that kind of pain, but maybe he'd been bitten by something? (Not a radioactive spider, hopefully.) The young meta twisted around, trying to look at his back in the mirror, and discovered two large bulges under his skin.

And that's when the wings erupted.

He fell to his knees in pain, but once the large, pretty wings were out from under his skin, he felt better. Holy... Levi reached over his shoulder and ran his finger over the edge of one. It felt sturdier than he expected, so he tried moving the muscles in his back. He flapped once...twice... and again before he confirmed that he could really move them on his own. He had wings.

...Awesome.

Levi spent the next hour or so trying to figure out how he could wear a shirt over the wings without cutting one. It was frustrating, and it was also why he accidentally missed the window between the time Evan got up and when he went to his first class. He wanted to tell his boyfriend, he had to tell his boyfriend, but Evan was always a stickler to applying himself in class. He wasn't going to interrupt class....

But he also wasn't going to his own. Pre-Algebra meant nothing when he had wings. So that was why Levi ended up on the training field before ten, shirtless and with his wings in full, shiny glory. The wet grass soaked the hems of his jeans, but he didn't notice that, nor the fact that his skin was producing a light, sparkly dust that was getting kicked up by the flapping of his wings.

Now, how to take off?

[Jezebel Ivaskov]

##JEZEBEL##

Jezebel believed in Pixies probably more than the average child. She jumped into bits of grass that were greener than the rest (with her dress worn inside-out, of course, to prevent trickery) and looked inside hollow logs to see if the pixies were willing to speak with her. Although, after the experience with Autumn, she was wondering if speaking with everything not-human required the proper power. Just as she was looking in the training field for another faerie ring, she spotted something that completely stopped her in her tracks.

There was a pixie in the field.

Jezebel stared. She looked around. Everyone else was in the classrooms Jez despised having to sit in, and besides she had woken up this morning with a very loud buzzing in her head that only got quieter when she was away from people, so she was extremely grateful for the separation from the crowds of people indoors. As she got closer to the pixie boy, approaching slowly and hesitantly, she was made more grateful of the lack of human beings. If there was anyone about the training field other than her, the pixie would likely not have appeared. Jez stopped about a yard away from the great Winged One and curtsied, trying her hardest to ignore the increasingly irritating buzzing noise in her head. Her soft voice was polite and sweet as she tried very hard to not stare at the wings, as that would be rude. "Hello, Winged One. May I ask how you are on this morning? And what you might be doing?"

Levi probably understood about half of that, as she has not quite figured out how to speak without her mother country's accent marring the English language to some degree. She smiled up at the boy, completely unaware that this was not a real Fae-blooded Pixie.

[Levi Xu]

Levi didn't really think about what he looked like, standing out in the field with the morning sun reflecting off of his wings. He'd always been on the smaller side for his age, and though he'd gained a few inches in height in the past two years, he hoped that he would eventually reach an actual growth spurt. But the fact that he wasn't all that much taller than the younger girl probably contributed to the whole pixie appearance. Not to mention his hair needed cutting and he'd shed his flip-flops after he'd decided running around wet grass in them would probably result in an accident.

So the pixie-boy turned towards the girl and grinned, not realizing exactly what she believed. After all, he was winged now, and he didn't know her name either. "I'm doing pretty good. I'm gonna try and fly. I've never done it before." For all he knew, she had a new power too. But he'd come out here to be alone, and he was pretty sure classes had started by now. "What are you doing out here?"

He flapped his wings again and stretched a bit. Though he wasn't sure if his wings could hold him up--he should have tried calling Moe--he had an audience now. That meant he had to at least try. "So what's your name? I'm Levi."

[Jezebel Ivaskov]

##JEZEBEL##

Jezebel started when the pixie responded to her question. He spoke! He was speaking to her, and not cursing her or running away! (Or flying away, as the case may be.) She didn't think for one second, even when she had gotten up close (especially when she had gotten up close) that he was not a pixie of some sort. This was amazing. She was actually speaking to a Fae, and he wasn't trying to trick her, simply asking what she was doing. She responded, as was only polite of her, while trying to figure out what it meant--the pixie hadn't flown before? "I was simply trying to escape the strange... thing... that entered my head this morning, and thinking of finding one of your kind, although I did not think I would find such a handsome one so quickly." She tilted her head to the side, like a little bird investigating the prince that spoke to it in a storybook. "And, if this is your first time flying, may I--that is, would you mind if I... Stayed to watch?" Her cheeks flushed slightly and she looked down, her hands smoothing the front of her dress out in a manner that Jez had come to practice when she had to keep herself from fidgeting. She very much wished she could fly herself, but as this was not possible at this time, she thought seeing a pixie in flight would be amazing enough.

She looked up in time to see the flap of wings, and she marveled at how delicate they looked. They must have hardly been able to lift him at all, though, mustn't they, if they were so fragile? But she didn't know for sure how Fae magic worked, so she didn't ask if that was the reason he had not flown until now. Instead, she tried saying the boy's name. "Leh-veee..." That was an interesting name, one she enjoyed saying because it was different. She was amazed he gave her even a part of his name--everyone knew Fae could be controlled by their full name, and it was dangerous to give humans a name. Did he trust her, or was this a tricksy pixie, attempting to get her to do something she would later regret?

She decided it must be the former.

"My name is Jezebel. Jezebel Ivaskov, if you would like to know it further." She curtsied again and smiled up at Levi, who, while not by much, was still taller than her and was a pixie! He deserved respect for being a magical being. Oh, if only Autumn were here to see this--or even better, Lucah! Autumn already knew this was possible, but Lucah didn't quite believe her when she said there was a Faerie population around Hammel. But there was no way Lucah would come out at this time--she would have to find him. And she would take the Winged One with her.

She just had to convince him to come along. Maybe if she had brought her pocket-sized butterfly net, this would have gone over more quickly, although the greeting would have been going far less smoothly.

[Levi Xu]

Levi quirked his eyebrows when the girl jumped. She was the one who had initiated the conversation, after all, and he had no reason to run or fly away. (Or curse her, for that matter.) And if she had phrased it a little differently, he would have sympathized. He knew all too well how it felt to have something strange in his head.

Speaking of which, his old power hadn't kicked in once that morning. He should track down Evan and confirm that he looked exactly the same, and that he wasn't just seeing Peter Parker instead of his boyfriend. It went on his to-do list....after flying.

But anyway, he got a little sidetracked by what the girl meant when by his kind. "You went looking for Asians?" And he really hoped the comment about him being handsome wasn't supposed to be a flirt. Awkward. "Or Jews?" Other than that, he couldn't imagine what else she'd be talking about. (No, it never occurred to him to ask about Metas or fairies.)

After glancing around, confirming that there wasn't some Asian-American club that met on the training field on Wednesdays, Levi shrugged, fluttering his wings again. "I guess you can watch. But if you get in trouble for skipping class, it's not my fault, okay?" There, at least that should mitigate any problems. He knew he wasn't a good role model, but he wasn't purposefully leading her astray.

"Well, my name is Levi Xu, and you might want to back up since I've never done this before." He backed up as well, then started flapping his wings before jumping into the air. The he felt the wings pull him a few feet higher than he could have managed on his own, but he was so surprised it worked that he forgot to keep flapping and fell in a heap.

Well, it was a start. "Maybe I should try jumping off of something."

[Jezebel Ivaskov]

##JEZEBEL##

Jezebel was still completely unaware that poor Levi was anything but a pixie. So it confused her when he began joking, as she saw it, about Asians and Jews. She giggled, because how silly that he would comment on that when she clearly meant a Fae! Because she wanted to stay with him and meet more of his kind, she answered as if it were a serious question with simply a joking undertone. "Do not be strange. You know I mean, well..." She glanced at his wings, then the ground, then looked back at his wings, her hand moving to point at them. "...Those with wings and magic like yours." There was no other way for her to phrase it.

Jezebel kept an eye out for anyone that would come and scare the pixie prince away, and when she didn't spot anyone, she stepped back one small step so that he could have enough room should he need to land in an unplanned manner. She also bowed slightly and clapped her hands together softly in a Fae gesture of respect, smiling at his having given her so much more of his name. He must truly trust her to be giving her so much. She promised silently to only use the power of his name when she truly needed it. "I look forward to knowing you, Levi Xu." Straightening, she watched him soar upwards, her face breaking into an awed smile. He did remarkably well for his first time flying--Jezebel's first time flying resulted in an injured ankle and several very worried adults.

When he landed and suggested he jump off of something, Jez didn't pause to think of what would happen if his wings gave out. Instead, she was thinking how wonderful that would be, to see him flit about gracefully after leaping from a box, a tree, even a rooftop! She nodded, her smile still in place. "That may be a wonderful idea!"

Word of advice to the world: Never trust Jezebel to talk you from a ledge. She'll only ask if you can bounce.

[Misato Hazukashi]

If Levi was getting used to having Moe's wings, then Moe was doing a fantastic job of failing getting to know Henry's. This morning he'd woken up on the ceiling of the apartment, had a nosebleed and then been absolutely delighted that he didn't have back pain any more. Except that realisation shortly came with the knowledge that he was no longer winged. And he was very, very used to those. This sort of flight thingy he'd gained clearly needed a more modest wardrobe, since wearing skirts while floating around all over the place would merit nothing but a peek of panties. So, he decided on shorts and a top, then - avoiding Vincent who had suddenly begun reciting the chemical compounds in egg yolk (terrifying) he'd gone out to Hammel to find out what exactly was going on.

Halfway through his endevour to get to the school, he'd suddenly begun to float off as if in a giant bubble, and though slightly frightened, he managed to guide himself towards the school whilst hoping quietly that no one would terribly mind a short brunette crossdresser floating above them. He had just made it over the tower of the main Hammel building when there was the frightening realisation that he had absolutely no idea how to get down from this height. Swearing in Japanese didn't particularly help, but seeing Levi in the training field (at least, it looked like Levi) did.

Desperately willing himself forwards, the tiny teen gave a broad and excited wave to our dear Mr. Xu, then to the girl he was talking with. "Hi!" He hollered, bobbing up and down in the wind rather precariously. "You have my wings!" He added, grinning over at Levi, before suddenly and rather concerningly dropping a few feet. "I... appear to be floating." He frowned, flailing his arms around in an undignified manner, before floating back up again.

"This is kind of scary." He pouted, trying to get over to Levi to cling onto him, before there was a sudden rush of air, and Misato fell to the ground with a crash. Ow. Getting up and rubbing his backside, he sighed. He wasn't entirely sure how to take this new power - whether it was exciting or rather terrifying. He could either die from falling from a great height or end up floating higher and higher till the atmosphere went thin and he suffocated. Those thoughts made him turn pale.

[Levi Xu]

Levi quirked his eyebrow up at her, surprised. It wasn't the first time someone had told him not to be weird, but they never seemed so positive about it. (Granted, he wasn't sure what he'd done that was strange, but he never was, really.) When Jez pointed at his wings, he looked back at them and shrugged.

Moe had wings and the new Head of the school had wings. People with wings weren't that strange. But he didn't want to focus on that right away, instead, he made his attempt at getting himself into the air. It was a wonderful rush, both his short flight and quick landing.

Once he was on the ground though, he sat up and finally responded to what his audience had said. "I can't do magic; that's my sister, Nomi. And the wings are new, so I'm still working on that." He didn't know what made her think that he was magic, since metas really weren't. And anyone who was at Hammel should know that. "You go to the school, right? Hammel?" Hopefully, she hadn't just wandered in from the town and needed her memories manipulated. (No, he didn't know if the school actually did that to people. But he wouldn't put it past them.)

He stood and brushed his hands off on his jeans, and started looking for good launch sites. The bleachers, maybe. Those would give him enough height to get somewhere.

And then Moe floated over, sans-wings. Oops, had he really taken them? "I'm sorry Moe. It's not on purpose." His power didn't usually give him anything about the floating boy, so he didn't notice that there wasn't an urge of recognition about it. The older boy crashed to the ground and Levi ran over and offered his hand to help him stand up. "Maybe you should stay inside. You can't fall far from the ceiling." And he wouldn't float away.

But first, he had a question. "Do you have any tips on flying with these?" He fluttered the wings, accidentally kicking the dust off of his skin into the air.

[Jezebel Ivaskov]

##JEZEBEL##

Jez remained with her head tilted to the side. His sister does magic? So then these things are learned traits. How very interesting! She thought, a small smile alighting on her face once more.

A smile that dropped the instant he asked if she went to the school. She crossed her arms in a very unladylike manner and huffed. "Yes. I do not like that toppish place, all they teach is gramblescrats and conberries. There is not... not..." She got hung up on the word she was supposed to use. She paused for about five seconds, trying to find the word--she knew the word, and she would finish her sentence. "...Many I can do about it." She felt that was correct. Smiling once more, she returned her eyes to the pixie boy.

Then there was a shadow on the ground, and Jezebel looked up in time to see the floating girl(?)'s wave. Jez's eyes became wide as she watched the exchange between the two Asian teens. Even when the floating one fell, Jez still kind of just stood there, not wanting to call too much attention to herself, mostly just trying to figure out what had just occurred. As far as she knew, the boy had the wings but did not know how to fly. The girl had wings, but not anymore, and was still floating around somehow, but could not control it without the wings. Jez knitted her eyebrows in concentration as she tried to formulate the proper response to all of this. It wasn't looking good for her, if she said the wrong thing.

But then, she was in the company of two Fae! If she could keep steadily in their good graces, who knew what wonders they might share with her? Oh, if only she had brought her mirror. She may have been able to enchant them with their reflections for a time. It was beginning to occur to Jez that she had come faerie-hunting highly unprepared, and should have actually checked the list of Essential Objects she had made before going anywhere.

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