[ Lucky for Dela, Alberto has been practicing his magic since he's been here from the moment he first took the trek up the stairs off the shores. His familiar taught him a trick right away that he has since gotten a decent hang of... No, he hasn't, this is like the second time he's successfully done it. And just as he's about to fall, feels gravity kicking in as he usually likes so much, he shuts his eyes tight and thinks really hard about how to materialize a hard light barrier the way his cat had done for him when he jumped off the cliff.
Over. And over. And over.
Dela's worries are misplaced. He falls for fun — like, as an activity. So when a thin layer of translucent, pearlescent, iridescent magic appears between them, Alberto collides with that first, and is able to land on his bum in a heap just beside her, sliding off the barrier as it disintegrates. He opens his eyes and looks behind him, catching the barest final glimpse of his magic's shimmering mist left behind as it disappears, and his face lights up in glee. ]
Ha! I did it!
[ He even still has the box in his hands... However, with the fall, a lot of the contents did spill out again. And quickly enough, he's on his knees again, about to reach for whatever he can grab, but shoots a guilty look over his shoulder to Dela on the ground, who just sacrificed herself to break his fall... for no reason... What's with this lady? It stops his hand, hesitating, and he pulls it back, leaving the item he was reaching to retrieve untouched. ]
Uh— Are you okay...?
[ His voice is tentative, more for the emotional impact of what just happened than real concern for her bodily wellbeing, since, well— nothing fell on her. She's just lying on the ground, in the end. But... he knows he was supposed to fall on her, and it seems right to ask it. But the twinge of guilt finally sinks in with that action, clearly, enough to still his hand picking up his precious stuff again. And maybe that slight redirection of his attention is proof enough he's a good kid. Checking on her even when she's not hurt, just for the principle of it. She was ready to be hurt. Why's she care so much? He doesn't get it. ]
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No, he hasn't, this is like the second time he's successfully done it.And just as he's about to fall, feels gravity kicking in as he usually likes so much, he shuts his eyes tight and thinks really hard about how to materialize a hard light barrier the way his cat had done for him when he jumped off the cliff.Over. And over. And over.
Dela's worries are misplaced. He falls for fun — like, as an activity. So when a thin layer of translucent, pearlescent, iridescent magic appears between them, Alberto collides with that first, and is able to land on his bum in a heap just beside her, sliding off the barrier as it disintegrates. He opens his eyes and looks behind him, catching the barest final glimpse of his magic's shimmering mist left behind as it disappears, and his face lights up in glee. ]
Ha! I did it!
[ He even still has the box in his hands... However, with the fall, a lot of the contents did spill out again. And quickly enough, he's on his knees again, about to reach for whatever he can grab, but shoots a guilty look over his shoulder to Dela on the ground, who just sacrificed herself to break his fall... for no reason... What's with this lady? It stops his hand, hesitating, and he pulls it back, leaving the item he was reaching to retrieve untouched. ]
Uh— Are you okay...?
[ His voice is tentative, more for the emotional impact of what just happened than real concern for her bodily wellbeing, since, well— nothing fell on her. She's just lying on the ground, in the end. But... he knows he was supposed to fall on her, and it seems right to ask it. But the twinge of guilt finally sinks in with that action, clearly, enough to still his hand picking up his precious stuff again. And maybe that slight redirection of his attention is proof enough he's a good kid. Checking on her even when she's not hurt, just for the principle of it. She was ready to be hurt. Why's she care so much? He doesn't get it. ]