[He leans into the scritches and coos just a bit. When he pulls away, bumping his head against him playfully. Then hopping over to some sharp pokey thing up here that mods said exist because fnnuy. Poking that with his beak. Looking at the underwear. Flapping a wing in the air.]
[Okay yeah this isn't hard to put together. Snapping his fingers, going to get the underwear and shimmying up to spear them on there. A beautiful boxer flag flappin' in the wind.
Actually it's at this point he hangs on the sharp pokey thing, pulls out his (cracked) phone and turns over his shoulder to yell at a bird.]
[Waddling over behind him, tilting his head curiously. He's fairly smart as an eagle, at least, so he can understand the request. Not smart enough to realize maybe he shouldn't be included in the photo if he doesn't want to give away how powerful his Polymorph is. Standing right behind him in the picture.]
[Nice. Once he's holding on, flying him to where the campus loops back around. Flying low for just a little, and then landing under some trees right near the orchard.]
[THIS OWNS THIS OWNS THIS OWNS unlike the rest of you jaded fucks, spoiled on magic and bullshit and fuckery every day of your wild lives, Molly has never flown anywhere in his whole life because he fucking died right before everyone got their dopest tricks and this is among one of the coolest things to ever happen? It's real fun.
Once they land he slides off to just lay on the ground and laugh really, really fucking hard? Sorry, that was all just fun as hell. They stole a guy's underwear? What the fuck.]
[It doesn't really hurt, he's just complaining. Sitting up after a minute or so, still sort of snort laughing and wiping his face off, and partially because, well, giant bird and partially because of touchy-feely week, he's just doing the scritches thing again.]
Huh. So this is what you were talking about? The spell you got, then? Shit, I think I got overcharged, this one is much better than mine.
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[Holding his own horns????]
Nearly fucking pissed myself! [He might have? A little?] What? What am I doing. Caleb? That is you, right? I'm not finally having a mindbreak?
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Right right okay. What am I doing with Claude's underthings again?
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Actually it's at this point he hangs on the sharp pokey thing, pulls out his (cracked) phone and turns over his shoulder to yell at a bird.]
Get over here, I'm taking a picture!
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Anyway, sticking his tongue out, holding out the phone and taking a selfie. Snop. And then sliding down the pole, like a fucking slut.]
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[uh yeah that fucking owns immediately scrambling up there]
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Once they land he slides off to just lay on the ground and laugh really, really fucking hard? Sorry, that was all just fun as hell. They stole a guy's underwear? What the fuck.]
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[It doesn't really hurt, he's just complaining. Sitting up after a minute or so, still sort of snort laughing and wiping his face off, and partially because, well, giant bird and partially because of touchy-feely week, he's just doing the scritches thing again.]
Huh. So this is what you were talking about? The spell you got, then? Shit, I think I got overcharged, this one is much better than mine.
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. . . I thought you had realized.
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Well-- Sure, yeah, back on the roof. Just saying that it's a good one.
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. . . It's a good spell. I can turn into some pretty dangerous things.
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As good a use as any to fly to a roof and back.
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