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PouchShe touched down, eventually. The wind mana casting surged throughout her body and Ikanbi fluttered through the wind without a care in the world. She had set off towards Desierto with really no regards to any problems and having really no problems, save, that she had a few things to purchase once she got home. Still, she couldn't help but find the time to practice a few things. Ikanbi sent out the wend mana and the glyphs shot out of her like a kite. The glyphs ran around her feet and she floated through the air for a moment before she launched off harshly, sending a violent and terrible shockwave around her everywhere that rifled around very recklessly and blew back everything in a rather nice radius. Ikanbi soared through the air freely, Hermes was at her side, her constant companion, the voice in her head.
She was the real chad of the skies, yet she could feel there was something more to be gained if she tried for it. At one point, she had stopped at a small town, fluttered right on in much to the awe of the onlookers. She was a free spirit now, a strange being of machia and wind and Hermes and human desiertian spirit that had mingled together into something fierce and wicked. Truly then it was a time to shine for Ikanbi, she set foot down gently onto the ground and she made her way into the inn as soon as she had seen it, ordered and incredibly large alcoholic drink and chugged the entire thing down as quickly as she could without giving herself a brain freeze. She listened to a couple of folks that were singing something silly in the corner over a drink themselves and she ordered another drink, a much smaller one, chugged it, and was on her merry way once again. It made her feel warm, but, she knew it wasn't real. In reality, alcohol dropped your temperature a little bit, or at least, that's what she had been told or something like that.
Ikanbi was blessed that day, as she was on many days, and she continued onwards and forwards in a flurry of wind that carried her out back into the skies.
She was the real chad of the skies, yet she could feel there was something more to be gained if she tried for it. At one point, she had stopped at a small town, fluttered right on in much to the awe of the onlookers. She was a free spirit now, a strange being of machia and wind and Hermes and human desiertian spirit that had mingled together into something fierce and wicked. Truly then it was a time to shine for Ikanbi, she set foot down gently onto the ground and she made her way into the inn as soon as she had seen it, ordered and incredibly large alcoholic drink and chugged the entire thing down as quickly as she could without giving herself a brain freeze. She listened to a couple of folks that were singing something silly in the corner over a drink themselves and she ordered another drink, a much smaller one, chugged it, and was on her merry way once again. It made her feel warm, but, she knew it wasn't real. In reality, alcohol dropped your temperature a little bit, or at least, that's what she had been told or something like that.
Ikanbi was blessed that day, as she was on many days, and she continued onwards and forwards in a flurry of wind that carried her out back into the skies.
