Wings of Wonder: Comms

[voidtreckermods]

Talk to All

Talk to Team

Talk to Individual

For the third option, a list of passengers appears and names can be searched for by letter. Anyone who has been working to try and make communications happen on their own devices will find those linked in to this network- though it is still only possible to use voice. If they have headphones from the music room they can make it so they work like earpieces.

The comms are a bit crackly and can distorted especially if trying to talk over islands but they do work.

Comments

[jingyeets]

Of course we do. I'd break my own heart. You're trying not to have to fully piece yours back together again.

( what he means is they're guarded in different ways, and Inigo does what he does for reasons that Jingyi doesn't have to agree with to understand.

Either way, he makes a noise of acknowledgement before floating backward, calling out a: don't look out of politeness, though he's also turned around so his back's all that's visible when he goes from dragon to the silvered light that condenses down into his humanoid form. A snap of his fingers in an audible summon has the loaned and claw-modified sali nightgown in hand, shrugged into and buttoned up with minimal fumbling. The half-cloak follows, made of fur and fringed in thicker fur, with the hood the deer-like creature's head, as most the cloak is their pelt. He's warm, even if he's barefoot, and leaves the hood down as he pads back over. His sheathed sword is in hand, useful for a purpose: )

We can both head across. If you fall, I've still got my sword.

( He grins, holding it up like this is some kind of announcement. Which it is, from the platform past, when he and Sizhui talked about sword flight. He takes a moment to adjust the fall of his ribbon against his forehead, when its still anchored to his horns. He doesn't retie it, given he doesn't know if he'll be going dragon again at a given moment, but it's nice to walk around on two legs for a while. )

Could have me test out the bridging part by jumping on it halfway across once we're done with the tying?

( But, also, he pauses... and holds his arms open in a sort of "hey remember you wanted hugs and I said two-leg hugs would have to wait, is that still a thing you wanted?" )

[flatteries]

[ He's too used to this by now. Jingyi doesn't even have to call out. The moment he notices even the slightest bit of transformation on the other, Inigo is already turning away his head, his cheeks perhaps even faintly pink as he focuses extra hard on tying the last end together here. Certainly not looking at Jingyi's asscheeks, even with that back turned towards him, thanks.

He only looks when the other is next to him, and when Inigo is fully sure the other is actually wearing something. The coat-pelt doesn't bother him once he spots it, at least. It's not exactly something foreign to Inigo's own world, after all. ]

Sure, if you want to. [ But as Inigo is giving that answer, he does notice the other thing about Jingyi right now. Those open arms.

... ]

Are you offering me a hug?

[ That's not a rejection, by the by. Nothing about Inigo's tone or expression seems to suggest as much. It's more just some surprise, since it's not exactly what he expected after all the other stuff Jingyi just mentioned.

Maybe Inigo's head momentarily got too far into trying to focus on his contribution to the mission here to remember that he really wants some physical contact. ]

[jingyeets]

( If only he could train the whole train to react like this, it would be Jingyi's easy dream... no need to worry about anyone looking unless they wanted to, in which case, wow okay then.

None of that is presently relevant, so when he's padded over and stood there with his arms open, he grunts in response. Yeah. Though words do follow, just in case his grunt of manly communication (or lazy communication) doesn't translate to anything much. )

You wanted one earlier, didn't you?

( Before they're walking out over open air, which has no particular issue for Jingyi, but he could imagine would be more unnerving for someone who wasn't trained to fall through open space and depend on his companions to catch him before things turned lethal. )

[flatteries]

.. I kind of always want one. [ Inigo admits.

As much as one could call that 'admitting', though, when it's closer to just being an universal truth. Anyone who gets to know Inigo quickly realises that yes, he does indeed wish that he was constantly hugging and being hugged. At all times.

So there's no more hesitation, no more drawing this out. Inigo just raises to his feet, taking a step or two over towards Jingyi, and wrapping his arms around the other in a tight hug - even his face is pressed against the other.

There is no shame right now.

Only hugs. ]

[jingyeets]

( He huffs out a sigh, tail swaying back and forth behind him when Inigo takes him up on his offer. It's simple to wrap his arms around his friend in turn, considering that part of him misses the ease of not needing the backs and forths of this, of just nosing or nudging or collapsing into others and not needing to say, this is what I need. Just finding claws preening through fur, or the thwap of a tail against a leg, or any of the ways he's slow to identify as missing in his sense of normalcy.

Hugs weren't as frequent, not in this sense; as reassurance, yes, or when one needed the comfort, particularly when they'd been younger. But he'll take it, too. Subbing in whatever other needs for the one easier to deal with across peoples, by and large.

He rests his cheek against Inigo's head, and sighs again. )

Yeah, well. You have my permission to hug me whenever. Even when I'm small.

( Much as it continues to bother him in a way he just doesn't keep harping on about. Nothing can change it. He knows that, and it isn't the point. )