Flight and Flying, Period 5, Thursday 6/26

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

After handwavily informing the class to meet him on the causeway, Murdock waited almost impatiently for his students. He ginned and waved once they had all arrived. "So we've made it to the last class. Hard to believe it, really."

"For today's class, something special. Actual flight. That's why I asked you all to come here. We're going to the airport in Toamasina and we're going to go up in a small turboprop plane."

"You'll all take turns at flying, from the co-pilot side. I'll stay in the main pilot's seat and handle the take-off and landing." He looked over each of his students, "It has been an honor to work with you all and get to know some of you. Hopefully I'll be seein' some of you again in my next class," he grinned.

"So are we ready? Off we go! Into the wild blue yonder!"

(ocd! in a sec)

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Re: Mingle during the walk to Toamasina

[the_merriest]

She noticed the rubbing and frowned. "Oh, no, are you okay?" She squinted at the barrettes. "Are those hurting you?"

They might be too tight and hurting his adorable little bunny ears. Or fur. Or something. Poor thing!

Re: Mingle during the walk to Toamasina

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

Hating the stupid girly barrettes, he tried to peer up at Rikku woefully.

It probably just looked like he was confused. His bunny nose twitched.

Re: Mingle during the walk to Toamasina

[the_merriest]

"You poor thing," she said, reaching over to carefully, carefully extract the two barrettes. "Let me know if I'm pulling your fur at all, okay? I'll try not to."

Re: Mingle during the walk to Toamasina

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

Rikku had become John's favorite person ever for pulling out the barrettes.

Of course, when she was done his fur went poof and he could barely see around it.

Re: Mingle during the walk to Toamasina

[the_merriest]

"Oh my gosh, how can you see?!" she giggled, leaning down and trying to make out where his eyes were. "You sure you don't want these back??"

Re: Mingle during the walk to Toamasina

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

If bunnies could sigh, John would be sighing. He'd gotten rather used to having the clips holding back his fur.

He tried pushing the fur away from his face with his paws. Much like the night before, when tilted back on his hind legs he was prone to losing his balance. And so once again he fell backwards, a big pile of fluff on the ground.