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[work_wife]

Good Morning I guess?

[Was it morning? Was it late at night? These thirty hour days were really messing up Robin's sense of time, especially with it being winter and all of that and the days being long and so many other things. But of course that's not relevant because, well... The video makes it very clear that she's not in a place that makes sense to be. There's a big icy and rocky wall behind her. This... is probably a problem?]

Two things? First, is there a way that we can edit that map thingy on these little devices? Like, maybe survey where all the really deep pits are in Temba and mark them on the map? Maybe put up cones around them as a warning? Actually, more maps sounds good. Maybe some of the ships too, because I got lost there a few times because they're so big.

[A Robin Buckley in stress will talk. A lot. Don't mind her. She's working up to it.]

As for the second thing...

[She turns the device to pan around the space she's in. Which is more stone. More ice. Then it tilts up to see the sky far above and the snow falling thickly down. Down into the hole that Robin has clearly fallen into.]

Also, can anyone, like, fly? I'm sorta trapped? Underground. In one of those holes. I'd tell you where but, you know, lack of map having them? Um. Help? Please? Soon? It's really cold and still snowing.

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[tyrants_son]

Some. It should not be too difficult.

Just keep your device on. Are you injured?

[At least Felspring can help him keep his heading with their communication between tablets. He crosses the city in great leaps, drifting across even greater distances before running and repeating the process all over again.

The snowy scape does make it difficult to go by usual landmarks, but Felwinter's traversed the city enough to know vaguely where he is. But this does underline Robin's point about marking off danger areas.]

[work_wife]

I really don't know if I'm injured. It's, like, cold? And cold helps deal with pain. That's what my old soccer coach said at least. Always worked before.

[She will be in pain once she realizes she's in pain.]

[tyrants_son]

Not very reassuring. But at least you are awake.

...I am nearing your location.

[With the continuous snowfall, it would have been easy to miss the opening. It's no wonder the poor girl had fallen in the first place. Once Felwinter lands, he approaches with caution, trudging through the snow, calling out. He hasn't spoken to her since the last storm, but he recalls her name easily enough.]

Robin?

[work_wife]

I have never been told I'm a reassuring person. Except by Steve. But who knows if that is true.

[Nearing her location? Really? How does he knows? Oh. There he is, someone above her, calling out. Okay. So he's right.]

Yeah. That's me. Hi.

[tyrants_son]

Good.

[He stoops at the edge to peer down before holding his hand out to bring out Felspring.]

You stay put until I see how much space you have down there. No point in ending up crushing her.

[The voice speaking up then is feminine and much more expressive. It isn't long before the little Ghost comes down, vertices twitching, but she brightens her core light a bit to lighten up the area below.]

Hi.

[work_wife]

[Oh, is the little floaty thing a flying camera? Coolest thing ever. Robin smiles, reacting a bit more positively to the feminine voice than she had to Felwinter.]

Um, hi? You're with the person up there? My rescue squad?

[tyrants_son]

[The Ghost dips forward in something of a nod.]

I guess we technically are. I'm Felspring. Hang on.

[She looks around, blue light flashing from her core as she scans the surroundings and the walls stretching up to the opening above.]

[work_wife]

[Okay, the little flying lady thing can nod. Cool. That works.]

Oh. Wrong season I guess.

[Tony had said Felwinter would help her. A season late. But that's probably fine.]

I'm supposed to wait for someone called Felwinter. That Stark guy said they would help me.

[tyrants_son]

Stark? Oh, him. Well he's not wrong. Felwinter's up there. I'm his Ghost. Maybe scoot to the side some? Should be fine but the more room the better.

[The little drone does a spin, and then flies back up again.]

[work_wife]

Oh!

[Huh, apparently Felwinter found her in the first place. For now she scoots to the side, looking up as the little flying lady leaves.]

Um. Is this enough?

[tyrants_son]

Probably! [-comes Felspring's response after a quick glance back down. She doesn't fly out completely, drifting closer to the edge of the hole herself to continue to provide light once she calls up at Felwinter.

And then a shape much larger than the Ghost plunges through the hole, slowing quite abruptly and perhaps a little impossibly, but before long, the helmeted warlord has touched down lightly in front of Robin.]

[work_wife]

[Okay, when she made a joke about someone who could fly, she didn't mean actual weird powers stuff. She'd expected someone with a rope. Which this person doesn't seem to.]

You're Felwinter? Tony said you could help?

[tyrants_son]

[Felwinter nods.]

Why come if I could not?

[He looks her over in quick assessment of any injuries but they'd be better treated once out of the hole anyway.]

Let's get you out of here first. Can you hang on or shall I carry you?

[work_wife]

[Uh, that's a good point.]

Some people might do it to stand and stare. Like at an accident.

[That's a good question for now.]

I can try holding on I think.

[tyrants_son]

Foolish if they can't at least offer a hand.

[Humans, Felwinter does not understand them sometimes.]

Very well.

[He turns then, stooping down a little for Robin to get her arms around.]

If you have any doubts, it would be best to inform me sooner than later.

[work_wife]

[Yeah, well people are inconsiderate. Is that really so shocking? If it is for him, then more power to his world.

When he gets closer she considers him before stepping forward to wrap her arms around his neck.]

Oh, I have so many doubts. But I don't like flying. Or falling. So there's not really a cure to that?

[tyrants_son]

[Such a long way he's come...

Felwinter unfortunately won't be offering much by way of warmth once Robin moves to hang on. His shoulders might be equivalent to bony save for the fact that the rest of him isn't that much padded either.]

It is not technically flying, but I will make certain you do not fall.

[He straightens once she seems secure enough, tipping his head just slightly enough to look above, back where Felspring hovers, not wanting to accidentally gore the poor girl with his helmet.]

Hang on.

[Because in the next moment, he gathers himself for leap, planting his foot on a jutting piece of rock to take him into another jump, but this time rather than finding another place to plant his foot, he begins to simply defy gravity, drifting upwards.]

[work_wife]

[Well that's something. Maybe he isn't warm, but she's holding on and it seems almost impossible what he achieved next. You better believe she's shouting in shock over the whole thing. Especially given that things seem to be failing. Those things called physics.]

HOly fuck!

[tyrants_son]

Must you?

[He feels he'd given adequate warning.

Up he continues to drift, nudging himself away from the frozen walls. He gives Felspring a nod as they eventually reach her level, and she drifts up alongside of them.

And then Felwinter sets his feet down upon the ground once they're out of the hole.]

[work_wife]

[Of course she must. Does he not know how unnerving this is? Because the answer is very. Exceedingly. Impossibly.

And then they're out of the hole.]

Holy shit, how did you even do all of that? I mean, thank you, definitely. That was really cool. But how?

[tyrants_son]

[He shrugs.]

I can't begin to explain. I simply know that I can.

Are you able to walk?

[work_wife]

I think so. For now. Thank you.

[She really did owe him.]

[tyrants_son]

[Felwinter nods then as he holds out a hand for Felspring, who floats over and then folds herself back into whatever subspace she'd come from, leaving a brief shimmer of light.]

I will accompany you back to the city square at least.

[The last thing he wants is for her to fall into any more holes or find out she'd actually injured herself.]

[work_wife]

Thank you. I need somewhere to warm up pretty bad.

[Holes would definitely be a lot of a problem when it came right down to it.]

[tyrants_son]

I can get you there faster but I don't know if you care for the method, considering your response earlier.