(OPEN. PARTY PARTY PARTY.)

[ioudas]

WHO: cross marian (ioudas) & you!!
WHERE: all around the city.
WHEN: july 31st
WARNINGS: ... it's cross. so. many.
SUMMARY: it's cross's birthday and he's celebrating it like people in the future would!!
FORMAT: actionspam to start and your choice after 8)!



(it is absolutely not common that you end up in the future for your birthday. in fact, despite the discrepancy with his own age back home, cross was actually milking this for all it was worth. when he found out that people actually give you free stuff. a little charm here and a little flirting there, he's got so much free stuff that he doesn't know what to do with it.

what's more, at the moment he's just too excited to spend his birthday not wondering if someone at a party is going to try and kill him. so, throwing caution to the wind, just let the party begin! he's in various locations doing various things.)

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[professorlionface]

[And I even have this icon. He lowers the ramp and climbs on in.]

Well, come on then, don't just stand there gawking. Let's get this thing in the air!

[ioudas]

Right, you're going to go off a runway... (which he really doesn't see) and then just- (go up in the air.)

Right.

Lets.

Go.

[professorlionface]

[He plops himself down in the pilot's seat and starts fiddling with the panels, running through the takeoff checks.]

Oh just you wait, VTOL is always an adventure the first time you experience it!

Do strap yourself in.

[ioudas]

I am sure putting this out there but, they said the same thing about opium.

(this is the only time that cross would ever do something as lame as regarding his own safety.)

[professorlionface]

I'm...sure they must have.

[He flips two switches and the ceiling above them opens up. The engine hums with power, waiting for him to let it show them what it's got. Once they're clear, he pulls back on the wheel, and the jet begins its ascent from the hangar floor.]

[ioudas]

(he might be gripping the seats a little bit; though some through wonder, a part from actual fear that they would crash and burn and suffer a terrible, terrible death.)

No, I suppose so. I mean. We're not going to die, are we?

[professorlionface]

Do you know how many flight hours I've put into this thing? I'm by no means an amateur!

[They break out into the air, the hangar roof closing below them. Hank climbs to a good altitude, high enough that they won't have to worry about any skyscrapers, and switches the jets over as they blast off toward the other side of the river.]

[ioudas]

Oh--- that's not supposed to happen, right? (OH MY GOD THIS IS TERRIFYING WHY IS THIS HAPPENING THEY ARE GOING TO CRASH AND DIE AND OH MY GOD.)

[professorlionface]

What isn't? Oh no, I thought it was all going well! What have I done?!

[He's done nothing, everything is fine. He's being a jerk.

He eases on the wheel a little and they start to gradually lose altitude. Huge jerk.]

[ioudas]

DO YOU THINK THIS IS HILARIOUS, HUH YOU BASTARD?

(he's absolutely losing his cool, actually closing his eyes and bringing his legs up to form an almost fetal position.)

[professorlionface]

[Whether he does or doesn't should be fairly clear, as the only response he gives is a loud, hearty laugh as he pulls up on the wheel again, narrowly missing a building.]