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　　　↳ ᴇɴᴅ ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ ᴏɴᴇ. ↰

@✧　Celes It was very unfortunate that Youngmi had ended up on top. He hadn't meant to - he was only trying to help her from getting splatted in the snow! ...It was only after a few more moments that the angel came to a realisation. The elemental probably /wouldn't/ be hurt, because why would an ice elemental not be able to handle ice. He groaned. He could've done with realising that earlier. He briefly shifted each of his limbs, after of course rolling off the poor elemental. Youngmi had a few bruises, but nothing was broken or sprained. Klahan would have his head if he flew AND broke something. Celes didn't seem so lucky though. He hesitated before looking over at her, wincing a little when her cries broke out. "I-I'm sorry, please let me help, I can fix it-"

@✠　Lee Youngmi Celes was not sure what was happening. He wasn't used to free-falling in his body of flesh. It was very disorienting and the boy was holding onto him with a force that made him both blush and wheeze. Normally, Celes would just turn into snow at this point and hope wind Celes didn't throw him somewhere too far away.. but he didn't want to lose his body of flesh, plus it was so rare that someone held onto him like this without minding how cold he was. Celes was touched and decided to stick with the boy who was flapping, or trying to. It didn't look very convincing and they ended up plummeting down at a strange angle, Celes first and the chicken on top of him. "Ah!" Celes cried out. The snow wasn't thick enough as expected and Celes ended up twisting his hand at such a weird angle that it snapped. The ice elemental burst into tears and wailed sorrowfully.

@✧　Celes It was with wide eyes and a white-knuckle grip that the angel embarked on the death rollercoaster with the ice elemental. It made his stomach flip in ways that only flying could, and again he wanted to wail for the loss of his abilities. What kind of an archangel was he if he couldn’t fly?? Not a good one! He didn’t scream until they began to lose control, a usually deep voice a few octaves higher when they were going to stability. Youngmi wasn’t sure what took over him - he was falling, probably to his death. But chicks didn’t always plunge and fail when they were dislodged from their nest - it was an awful idea, a terribly stupid idea. However, in the moment he couldn’t think of much more than ‘I don’t want to die, and I don’t want the strange person who was scolding me to die.’ With the force at which they were thrown off and the speed they were falling, the most Youngmi could do was hopefully blanket the fall into the snow with the three pairs of large wings. The uncomfortable prickle spread across his back, a whimper whipped away by the wind making it difficult to breathe. His grip had been so tight on icy Celes that he was able to cling onto him once again. The wind was his natural element - even if he hadn’t dealt with it in a few months, and certainly not to such an extent. The few loose ivory feathers were thrown up in the air as the two clattered towards the ground. A few movements of the large feathery limbs - Youngmi didn’t pay attention, he just didn’t want icy Celes to slip from his grasp. The angel was on top, the force of his wings making an appearance giving him the higher position in the air. They naturally caught the wind; it was what they were designed to do, what /he/ was designed to do. Suddenly the power of the wind didn’t feel so much anymore, even if it did to his companion. Youngmi couldn’t fly, much less carry someone while doing it. A heavy ‘umph!’ left the angel as they hit the ground, though hopefully, he’d slowed the fall enough to avoid the injury of the elemental in the pile of snow.

@✠　Lee Youngmi Celes was excited. It had been a while since he'd dared to try this on this particular mountaintop. You see, there was a wind elemental who was also called Celes around here and they didn't get along. Apparently, Celes, so, ice Celes, had stolen wind Celes' name. Absolutely nonsense! The master had given him his name. Anyways, wind Celes did not like sharing names with anyone and whenever he could, tried to ruin ice Celes' time on the mountain. But ice Celes was pretty sure wind Celes had moved on to a different mountaintop, an earth elemental had told him he'd seen a wind elemental at a mountain nearby. So this was going to be safe. Definitely. Hearing the boy's exclamation Celes - ice Celes - pushed off with an excited shriek and off the went. It was a death drop on either sides of the slide and they were zipping down at an enormous speed. When turning a corner and they threatened to slide off, ice Celes quickly built an ice wall so they didn't go over the edge. This went well for close to a minute, but then the winds started to act up. The wind was lashing at them with a viciousness that made ice Celes let out a panicked scream. They spun around on the little ice sledge and on the next corner, ice Celes, disoriented, didn't build the wall and off the went - freefalling from a height that was lethal. "Celes help!", Celes cried out, hoping the wind elemental would take pity on them and somehow assist them to break their fall, but instead the winds grew stronger. A face appeared in the wind and grinned at them. "That's what you get! You and your friend can just die! There can only be one Celes!" Ice Celes did his best, gathering snow where they would fall but there was no way he could gather enough to cushion their fall - not in time at least.

@✧　Celes Youngmi’s eyes widened as the slope became slick with ice. There couldn’t be anything safe about that?? He’d get hurt! And then he’d be in even bigger trouble.. he couldn’t lose his walking privileges as well as his flying privileges. It was best to be careful. “I-I could catch up in no time if you let me walked down,” He began, though he could tell by the eager look on the stranger’s face that no was not the right answer here. With some hesitation, Youngmi crept to be behind the elemental, his arms slipping around the guy’s middle and his legs on either side. He was used to holding people, but he couldn’t help but hold a little tighter. He didn’t want to fall and break something, and lose his walking privileges. However, Youngmi was an angel, so if any injuries were sustained, technically the guard would never have to hear about it! But the angel was also an awful liar, he’d start stammering and break within seconds if truly interrogated on something like whether he’d accidentally caused himself an injury. Be that as it may, while he was grateful for their concern… his many parental units in the guard could sometimes be too protective! He had to live his life well, didn’t he? So there was nothing wrong with an icy death trap of a slope! He gave the other’s middle a little squeeze. “I’m ready!”

@✠　Lee Youngmi Celes completely steamrolled all the other's protests and remarks, waving them off with a dismissive flick of the wrist and a doubtful snort. He narrowed his eyes at the xteenth apology. If he kept apologising, then Celes was sure he was in the right to nag him as much as he wanted to. He was about to fall into another rampage of scolding when the person asked to go someplace warmer, something about being entitled and weak and what-not. He stopped himself though. "Really?" Celes looked the other up and down doubtfully. "...Okay then. But you're not allowed to walk down!" With a wave of his arm, the ice retreated from the other's legs and a giant slide of ice grew from the front of where he stood. It stretched down further than the natural eye could see, curving down the mountain and also through the air when there was no solid ground underneath. The ice slide was kilometres long and reached down to a small village. This was actually Celes' favourite activity, sliding down the mountain. He quickly, eagerly sat down and then turned and looked up at the stranger. "Sit behind me and hold on! So you don't fly off!"

@✧　Celes Youngmi was really not enjoying himself. The ice around his legs was uncomfortable, and his attention had faded a few sentences to go, so he just watched the ground until he was ready to pay attention again. “I-I’m actually one of the guard,” He spoke up when he was scolded for never working. He did lots of work!! He was always handing in reports on things he’d defused or situations he’d helped out in. And plus, he liked helping people around the barracks, too! It was one of his favourite things to do! “I-I’m sorry!” He didn’t think of himself as entitled, but if this person thought he did, then he needed to change that! He might’ve argued a little with his higher officers a few times, but he couldn’t help it. They took away his flying… he blinked, “Could we maybe.. go somewhere warmer? I’m really cold..” Not to mention, his legs felt all damp and awful because of the ice that had been holding him. He wanted hot cocoa, and to tell Reina all about this - only he wouldn’t tell Reina, because he didn’t want the poor stranger to get a hammer to the face. “I’ll listen though! Y-you can educate me as much as you need to!!”

@✠　Lee Youngmi Celes flushed with self-importance and that the other's repeated apologies. His hands on his hips, he looked at the other accusingly. He scoffed. "Well, good! Just snow... ridiculous... you think nature doesn't have feelings?!" He scoffed again and flung the long sleeve of his robes in irritation. "You- you people think you can do anything, hm?!" Celes wasn't sure what he was scolding the other for anymore, he was having too much fun with it. Right now he was copying an old lady at the fish market. "Think you're better than me, hm?? So entitled! Never worked a day in your life!" Celes was getting slightly off target as he thoughtlessly reused what he'd heard. "You ungrateful-.." Celes stopped. The other person did look genuinely upset... The ice elemental chewed on the inside of his cheek and awkwardly lowered his hands from his hips. Unsure what to do with them, he folded them in front of his chest and cleared his throat. "A- anyway! I'll allow you to sit down. I'm going to educate you, and only when I'm satisfied you're allowed to go! Sit!"

@✧　Celes Youngmi’s eyes widened as the ice crept up to hold his legs in place. They were round, bovine, still not understanding what he’d done wrong. What kind of crazy ice nymph was this?? “I’m sorry! I didn’t know it would hurt you, I thought it was just snow!” How was he supposed to know that this guy had nerves in the snow or something? Youngmi did not like being compressed, not at all. He’d died that way, after all. Snowflakes on his lashes and upset eyes, he shook his head again. “I don’t think it feels nice! I’m really sorry! I’ll try not to step on it so much anymore!” He wasn’t enjoying being scolded at all. He wasn’t even armed to the teeth. A sword was sheathed at his side, one of the two, but he didn’t intend on ever using it on anyone. Upset that he’d upset someone, Youngmi looked down at the snowy floor. It did look all soft and fluffy… maybe it did hurt the other then..? He’d have to keep it in mind, and maybe ask one of his many parental figures about what kind of person this could be.

@✠　Lee Youngmi Celes cried out in protest when the person stumbled back. "Youuu-!!" He in air sharply while making a 'sss' sound, mimicking a mother he'd seen disciplining their child. "You brute! I told you to stop!" Celes pointed at the other again and ice shot up from the snow, freezing him to where he stood. "Do you think it feels nice, hm, to be relaxing on a lovely day, feeling the snow and then some- some- some- pansy starts squishing your soft, sweet, pure snow with his dirty boots, flattening it, compressing it into ice - which is also nice - but it's not snow! Hm?! You think that feels nice?!" Admittedly, the other's immediate apologetic reaction gave Celes the confidence to double down with his nagging. Not that Celes was a malicious person, but the other person seemed weak, which made him feel stronger...

@✧　Celes The mountain was a pretty place! Youngmi liked the outdoors. While he was not allowed to practice flying - the very thought still made him tear up with the what ifs of whether he’d ever feel the feathers in his wings again - walking was important to stay healthy! Though… Youngmi was being perhaps a little bit bad. If.. the chance were to arise, and he had no choice… then he’d /have/ to practice flying, and it wouldn’t be his fault! So, he strode to the peak of the mountain, all bundled up in a large hoodie and jacket to avoid the cold of the snow. He was stomping a little, happy to be in the crisp outdoors. He hadn’t even realised he was doing it, until he was face to face with a man so pale and blue that he looked like a frozen person. The archangel’s eyes widened and he stumbled back, tamping on more snow in the process. “O-on you?” The angel squeaked. There hadn’t been any other people around though! “I-I’m sorry? I’m sorry if I hurt you,” He began, blinking snowflakes out of his eyes.

@✠　Lee Youngmi Celes was out on one of his adventures again. Maybe he'd write a book about them and become famous like the master. He'd buy his own house then and make the master live in it forever. Hehe. He liked dancing in the snow of the mountains, becoming one with it and feeling how it enveloped the mountain rocks in a soft hug. It felt like a lover's protective embrace. He could feel each footstep, each waft of air that pressed the snow or shifted it. The mountain was alive! But someone kept trampling it. Little birds and animals were fine, but it was such a nice day he didn't want to feel like someone was stepping on his face every second. So, Celes decided to protest! In a flash, he manifested in front of the trampled, rising from the snow like an elaborate snowman before solidifying into his normal form. Celes, usually a nice boy, was feeling riled up and confident so he wagged his finger accusingly at the boy. "You! Stop trampling on me! It's not nice!"