Soarin' (Ravyn!)

[Noam Goldstein]

Noam had promised Ravyn that he'd meet her for some outside training, and here he was, flying over to the training field. He didn't feel like walking, and flying was just fun for him - the teenage thrill-seeker didn't see why he had to walk while he could fly, which was 1) more fun, 2) required much less effort than putting one foot in front of the other, and 3) he enjoyed being able to see the entire campus from up high. Of course, it wasn't too high up, he wasn't that experienced at flying - only about 100 feet in the air, which was nothing for Noam. He wanted to be able to go higher soon, and possibly even 500 in the next little bit. He simply didn't feel comfortable going that high- and even though he was an extreme risk-taker, he had his limits.

He managed to descend safely, for the most part, and was at about 5 feet above the ground before he lost control, and crashed. Cursing heavily, he managed to pick himself up off of the ground, and dusted himself off. Ravyn had already come, from the looks of it.

"Hey," he greeted, putting on a grin.

[Ravyn Rozanova]

Training would be a good way to get her mind off of thing, Ravyn thought, as she walked out to the training field. She could have flown, but she had decided against it for no real specific reason. She had been glad Noam had wanted to do some training - not only so she could have a distraction from her heartbreak over Noah, but also because she could just use the training, since she was graduating this year.

She reached the spot before he did, and started out by just warming up, stretching out her wings and doing some shoulder exercises so she wouldn't pull a muscle. It wasn't too long before she heard a thud and a string of curses and, with a small smile, she turned to look at Noam pick himself up off the ground. "We can work on landings today, if you'd like," she offered, walking over to him. "Hey," she added with a laugh, waving. She and Noam weren't the closest of friends, but they were on good terms with each other, and she liked his company.

"Thanks for coming out. I didn't really have anything specific in mind to practice on, but landings are always a good start." She crossed her arms in front of herself, still smiling slightly. "Unless you have something else in mind?"

[Noam Goldstein]

Noam rolled his eyes playfully as Ravyn suggested that they work on landings. He was usually rather good at landing, though sometimes, he just would lose control, like the present... he'd crashed, which wasn't enjoyable at all. Rubbing his shoulder, he began walking over from his landing site. "Dude, I'm perfect at landings, today is just an off day!" he protested, which was probably a white lie. He seemed to believe that everything he was saying that was true, which it really wasn't; landings were hard for him, because slowing down was something that Noam hardly did.

He crossed his arms, giving a loud sigh. "Fiiiine, we can practice landings. I had no ideas, anyways." A pause. "Well, I suppose I could use a little bit of work on my landings. Just a little."

[Ravyn Rozanova]

Ravyn couldn't help but grin as Noam rolled his eyes. She knew how hard landing could be, really, so she could sympathize. "Right right, sorry," she chuckled, holding her hands up. She had seen him crash before, though - he was another flier, so she was automatically drawn to watching him when he practiced. It was a bit different than hers, though, simply because she had wings, and he didn't.

"Great," she replied, clapping her hands together. "Honestly, I could use some work too. Landings are hard." She looked around, pointing to a tall, flat stone a bit of a distance away. "That looks like a good place to practice. What do you think?" She was going to try to do some dives into landings, since she had met AJ the other day and he had inspired her to try diving more. "How are you today, by the way?" she asked sort of belatedly. She didn't want to be rude and start training without even really talking to Noam.

[Noam Goldstein]

Sure, they both had different types of flying abilities, but hey - he'd take any sort of flying partner that he could get. Flying alone would occasionally become boring because he'd have no one to 1) trash-talk with, 2) challenge and be challenged with, and 3) going awhile without someone to annoy was just boring. Noam, the impulsive guy that he was, hated being bored(like Sherlock Holmes), and took any risk that he felt confident taking, which kept him very busy. Though, occasionally, he'd be stuck without any sort of challenge.

"Yeah, they sort of are," he agreed. "Slowing down enough is hard for me," Noam admitted, looking up at the sky. His attention went to the rock, which seemed logical enough to practice on. It was tall, and probably good enough to jump on top of and then jump off of, get a good flying start, and then land on. He looked right back to Ravyn as she asked him the question. "I'm alright," he admitted. "Just tired, y'know... My parents are making me actually focus on school." A frown escaped from the teen. "You?"

[Ravyn Rozanova]

Ravyn could agree with pretty much all of his points, had she known what they were. She was always up for a challenge, even if she didn't always win them - at least flying was her one really strong specialty. She could win those. She was still a child at heart, and this training was sure to end in harmless flirting of some sort, just because it was in her nature.

"Slowing down, huh?" she chuckled, following his gaze. "I don't really know how it works for you, since you don't have wings, but slowing down can definitely be difficult, especially coming out of a dive. I've almost torn muscles before, when I push myself too much." Thankfully, she hadn't ever broken anything that way - the one time she had broken her wing has been when she was dating Cam last year, and they had gone cliff diving.

She began walking to the stone, looking back at Noam to catch his gaze. "That sucks," she sympathized with a frown. Schoolwork had always been hard for her to focus on; she was a year behind, after all. It wasn't that she wasn't smart, she just had a hard time focusing on the coursework. "I'm... Okay," she replied with a small sigh. "Just dealing with some personal stuff." No need to get into that. They had gotten close to the rock at this point, and Ravyn stopped, glancing at him again. "Who first, eh?" she asked, mustering a grin.

[Noam Goldstein]

It was also in Noam's nature for the harmless flirting to occur. Ravyn was quite attractive, after all, and Noam knew he was, too. He was slightly arrogant, well, more like very pigheaded. But "Noam" was just the word to describe this.

"Well, it's mostly mental, since flying for me is more thinking about it than anything," he commented aimlessly. "And looking cool is a big part of it," Noam added jokingly, winking to show this. "I mostly have to think to accelerate and go higher, but I have to physically turn, and use my muscles to roll, that sort of stuff," he said with a shrug. "It's difficult. I hate slowing down, both in flying when unnecessary, and in real life. Going fast and taking risks is where it's at. Though, someday I will have to learn when to put the brakes on..."

He frowned when she mentioned personal stuff. He had some of that, too - though, it was hidden, and he knew he'd need to come out, and heck, it'd be a relief just to get the fact that he was bisexual off of his back. Pausing, he knew he could trust Ravyn, but he didn't know how well of a secret she'd keep it, and therefore, he wouldn't tell her today. Maybe another time, then he'd tell her. "That sucks too," he commented.

"Ladies first."

[Ravyn Rozanova]

This was sure to be an interesting training session, indeed. Even if he was arrogant, Ravyn still thought he had a sort of quirky charm.

"That's so interesting," she mused, thinking about what it would be like to use her thoughts to control her flight. For her, it was all physical - the stronger, faster, and more flexible her wings were, the better she was at flying. She smirked at his wink. "Of course, looking cool is a must," she agreed, letting her wings flare out a bit as she did. She felt they were something to be proud of; she was glad she had them, rather than just wingless flight, even if she probably wasn't as maneuverable as he was. As he continued talking, she couldn't help but think of Cameron - he was a huge thrill-seeker, too. Those guys should meet. "You'd like a friend of mine," she laughed. "He's all about the thrills." She wiggled her eyebrows and bit her tongue. "I can be, too," she added, returning his earlier wink.

Noam didn't know, of course, but Ravyn was great at keeping secrets. Many of her friends were bisexual or gay, and it was just something that she didn't even really think about anymore. If he ever wanted to tell her, then she would be happy to keep it to herself until he was ready to come out completely. "Eh, life just kind of gets you down sometimes," she murmured, glancing over at him. "But you just gotta get back up and keep going forward."

Offering a smile, she nodded at his invitation, taking a moment to get ready. Then, with a flourish, she ran at the stone, taking a few strong, quick steps before kicking up to launch herself onto the stone, and then off of it. Soon, she was racing into the air, flapping powerfully to gain altitude. "That was fun!" she called down, laughing. "Your turn!"

[Noam Goldstein]

Noam wasn't sure why she found the way he flew interesting. To him, the whole concept of accelerating with thoughts, and physically turning was all so natural. He'd been doing it since he was a young, rambunctious newbie to Hammel, and had since stopped crashing mid-flight. He'd came a long way, like many of the students at Hammel, and was proud of the many achievements that he'd had at Hammel with flight. Occasionally he'd come across a younger student who was just learning how, and couldn't help but give them a few pointers in a strange accent, just for the fun of it.

"Tell me about this friend," Noam asked, actually interested. "My roommate- well one of them, Cam, is the second-biggest thrill seeker I know, right after me," he said with a grin. His roommate, Cam, was a cool guy, and he trusted the other student. Though, he wasn't sure if he could trust him -- heck, he was certain that Cam already knew that he was bi. Though, he'd have to tell Cam someday... but not now... He grinned at her following with the whole flirting thing.

He gave a nod. "Yeah. As Dory says, just keep on swimming," he replied, saying the bit about Dory in an odd voice, attempting to match the cartoon character's crazy accent. He grinned at his attempt, though it wasn't perfect by a long shot, not that Noam would admit it.

Noam jumped off of the ground, landing on top of the stone, a little party trick that he'd probably use around people that didn't know about his meta status. He took off, trying to go a bit on the speedy side, and started slowing down immediately. It took some concentration, but he landed on his feet, grinning madly.

"Now it's yours."

[Ravyn Rozanova]

Ravyn smacked her head, feeling like an idiot. Noam and Cam were roommates! She had forgotten. "I was... Talking about Cam," she admitted with a laugh. "We're really close. But yeah, he's definitely a thrill seeker. We went cliff diving last year, actually. It didn't really end well." She had been terrified at the time, but now she could look back on it and smile. They had been together, back then - now they were just as close, if not more so. "You're more of a daredevil than he is though, eh?" she asked with an amused smirk. She found that hard to believe. "Prove it." He did remind her a lot of Cam, and it made her more playful side come out, even though she had been upset just a little while ago. Something about pretty people just made her happy.

"Just keep swimming, just keep swimming~" Ravyn sang out, before giggling. She loved that movie. Noam's quoting it just made her like him even more. He was fun.

She watched from the air as he took off, curiously examining the way he flew. It was definitely different from her own, but graceful and awesome in its own right. She had always found people who could fly like she invigorating - Henry was one, and she had recently met another guy with wings, Rem. She couldn't help have fantasies about kissing in the sky - it just sounded so romantic, and she was a hopeless one at heart. "Nice landing!" she called down, before going up to get more altitude. Once high enough, she spiraled into a dive, heading straight for the rock before flaring out her wings and landing with only a light stumble, managing to stay on her feet. "Not perfect, but pretty good," she nodded to herself.

[Noam Goldstein]

He laughed at that - people forgot things easily, and it was only human to do so, after all. Things just couldn't be perfect, however hard anyone tried. To Noam, perfection was easily achieved by just being himself, but others didn't appreciate that description. In fact, few believed him when he said it, and had since decided against sharing how "perfect" he was.

"Cliff diving? Why didn't you take me?" Noam teased, smirking to show that he was in fact, joking. "Ah. Well, I can guess why - did your wings get injured? The water doesn't seem to like that sort of stuff," he commented. Shrugging, he scratched the back of his head. With no wings, Noam was able to avoid having to worry about wings, but he still had to worry about crashing, as all fliers did. He felt sorry for any flier with a fear of heights - they'd miss out on quite a bit, as would anyone with such a fear. "Give me a time and a date, and I will," he accepted the challenge with a wink. Noam was a bit of a flirt, and did have the occasional snog, and kissing in midair had never really occurred to him.

When Ravyn landed, he couldn't help but clap, and headed onto the rock. He gained altitude quickly, and concentrated on slowing down. He felt himself coming in fast, and evasive action seemed like his only way out. Willing himself up a little bit, he managed to gain altitude necessary for a stop without a crash. He landed on two feet, thankfully.

[Ravyn Rozanova]

A playful grin tugged at Ravyn's lips. "We were on a date," she told Noam. "But I'll let you know if I hear he's going again sometime. I've had enough to last a lifetime." Ravyn nodded, grimacing at the memory. "I let my wings flare out too much on the way down. Snapped one of them in multiple places. I couldn't fly for months - it was horrible." Also the reason she was terrified of deep water now. But still, Cam had taken care of her, and she loved him for it. Her grin widened. "Oh I will," she told him, giving him a nudge on the arm. It was nice just to flirt harmlessly with someone - it helped get her mind off of other things.

She bowed slightly as he clapped, amused at his reaction. "Thank you, thank you," she chuckled. Then he was up again, and she followed his path, letting out a whistle. He really did go fast; she wasn't sure she was capable of doing so. "Well, apparently your landing doesn't need all that much help," she told him as he landed on the rock once more. "Maybe we should move on to something else." She thought momentarily, her eyes turning to look at the woods nearby. An idea came to her, and she smirked. "Let's go into the trees and play tag," she suggested, clapping her hands together. "It'll help us work on speed and agility, and it'll be fun!" Without warning, she smacked him lightly on the arm, before taking off into the air towards the trees. "You're it!"

[Noam Goldstein]

Noam fake-pouted. "Aww," he said, keeping the voice somewhat playful, which turned to seriousness as she described her injuries. "Well, um, it's good that you recovered, and that you're able to fly now," he said with a nod. It seemed like a danger of having wings - injuring yourself so that one wasn't able to fly. If Noam was to break his leg, he probably couldn't fly, though - he'd need to push off, and it was hard for him to do something of the like with only one leg. He'd figure out a way to do so, because if there's a will, there's a way, and that especially applied to Noam. "I look forward to it," he added with a playful waggle of his eyebrows.

"It's practically perfect," Noam remarked jokingly. She'd taken him by surprise with the tag - but if Noam had a job to do, he'd do it well(assuming the job was something that he liked). He took off, not going at top speed, but still flying after her at a fast pace. "Dude, I'm going to get you!" he called, increasing the speed, focusing quite hard. Already he was slightly out of breath - but he could do it. Much to his satisfaction, he tapped Ravyn on the arm. "You're it," he huffed, taking off in the opposite direction.

[Ravyn Rozanova]

"I was afraid I wouldn't be able to fly the same after it happened," Ravyn admitted, rubbing her arm. It had not only been painful, but had put her into a sort of depression for a while. Life without flight... She couldn't imagine it. As much as she loved her wings, they were a hazard, since they weren't the strongest of appendages, especially considering her partially hollow bones. They were strong enough to smack someone if she wanted to, though, at least. She laughed at his eyebrow movement; this was going better than she had planned.

She snorted, crossing her arms. "Perfect, right," she agreed in a teasing tone. "Nobody's perfect." She winked to assure him she was just playing with him. When she took off, she knew he had the advantage when it came to speed, and wasn't surprised when she heard him call out behind her. She tried her best to swerve and avoid him, but she felt his hand hit her arm a few moments later, and she let out a groan, before darting after him. "Not for long!" At this point, they were at the edge of the woods, and she began weaving around branches, doing her best to keep up with him. She was pretty agile, fortunately, even with her wings - it wasn't too much of an issue. She decided to try a sneaky tactic and swerved away from Noam, planning on circling around and catching him in the front. She waited until she knew she was a little ways ahead before turning around and hovering behind a tree, waiting for him to pass by. When he did, she darted out and tapped him on the back, laughing loudly. "The trees are my element, Noam~" she sang at him, before flying off into the brush again.

[Noam Goldstein]

"Obviously, that excludes me," Noam replied with a smirk. He flew off, attempting to find where Ravyn was. Speed was his thing, though going fast for long periods of time was exhausting to the young flier. Agility, however, was a whole different ball game. Going fast was exhausting, and going fast and avoiding obstacles? Forget it, that was definitely a bit too difficult for him to manage, and it was exactly what he was doing at the moment. He didn't expect it to go for much longer without him colliding into something.

Noam's prediction came true as he came very close- almost colliding, losing control slowly. He was face-to-face with Ravyn, very close to a collision.