can you teach me how to fly [closed]

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WHO: Kagerou & Kay Faraday
WHERE: The skies in Trion's sector
WHEN: Sometime soon after Blurr's post
WHAT: Birthday presents.
WARNINGS: FLUFF. SAP. AND ALL THAT.

[He still felt badly about all of this. He should never have forgotten the day. It was important to her, and she to him.]

[Only one way to make it up, really.]

[Someone else is handling her party -- which is good, considering Kagerou has only the basic understanding of how to put one together, let alone one so important to him. And her. This though -- this he can do. He's sure of it.]

[He just hopes it makes everything as it should be. That it's a decent enough present for the girl. Then again... it's not something he shares with just anyone. He'd done it once, here, on his own, and while Wing had looked on, it just wasn't the same.]

[Not the same as having a partner along for the ride.]

[He calls her, finally, deciding it's stupid to put it off any longer, and waits, up on the top of the temple, for her to arrive. All the while, he fidgets a little nervously in place.]

[This better be good enough.]

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[littlecrowgirl]

[That grin--it was nice to see. It was a rarity for Kagerou. And something she was glad to see now. Right now. While they were airborne.

Where they both belonged.]

...K-Kagerou...I...I mean--

Dad. You're the best. You know that?

[Saying 'Dad'. It felt so natural. To be shown something that Kagerou would only show to the person he valued most...

Don't cry, Kay. Don't cry. You're manly as hell.]

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[... Dad ...]

[It makes something in his AI spark. Something bright, something warm. Family -- right. Maybe he needed this, too. Needed this reassurance he did belong somewhere in this place.]

[With his family.]

Happy birthday, Kay.

[He pauses, hovering in the air, now, and holding her up to optic-level. The better to tell her, this way.]

[littlecrowgirl]

[Those were like magic words. Her eyes, usually full of pep and a little flighty, now softened... This was the best present she'd ever gotten.

She was flying. Flying with her dad.]

Thanks, Dad.

[When lifted to his face, she leans in...and places a kiss on his cheek. Only the best.]

I love my present.

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[He's never going to get used to that. He should be. But all the same, his head pulls back a little in surprise, when she does it.]

[But.]

[He smiles a little. Just a little.]

Any time you want to... we can go together.

All right?

[littlecrowgirl]

Anytime...?

[Her eyes glance up at him, practically emeralds glittering.]

I'd...I'd like that.

Who knows? Maybe one day I'll fly with you.

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Any time.

[He nods, as he says it, bowing his head down over her.]

Fly with me?

[The corners of his mouth twitch again.]

I would like that, as well, little bird.

[littlecrowgirl]

[And when he does that, she puts her hand up, running it along his cheek.]

I'd like that too, Dad.

I promise we will.

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I promise, too.

[One more promise. One he will keep. For her sake.]

Is there anywhere else you want me to take you?

[littlecrowgirl]

[And one she'll keep in return. Because he was special. You always kept your promises to your dad.

No matter what.]

I...can we go over Mr. Trion's lake? I've never seen it from above...

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[His smile is very real now, very apparent.]

[Funny... how when he arrived, he thought there was only one other living thing that could make him smile.]

It's your gift. We can go wherever you like.

[He shifts, to hold her more securely again.] Hold on.

[littlecrowgirl]

[And in turn, her smile is just as vivid, practically lighting up her face. She nods, clinging to Kagerou as he tells her to hold on, looking outwards at the sky.

She was ready.]

Let's go!

[And no matter what reality they were in, this was something she wouldn't forget.]

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[He'll fly her anywhere she wants. For as long as she wants.]

[Anything for the girl who somehow, makes him feel as if he's alive -- against all odds and self-perceptions.]