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"... I was trying to feel my wings. At least, get a sense of how they work by concentrating on the sensation."

She would try to have her eyes open this time, but was it really so bad? No one else was really flying today, and if another Pegasus were, wouldn't they avoid her?

"Ohhh... like that one superhero that's got heightened senses after he went blind!" Wasn't that how it was? Lose one, enhance the others? He didn't know.

"Then I should probably get outta your way, huh? No use crashin' into me."

"Something like that." She was getting some wind in her ear as she flew higher, interrupting her concentration.

Naoto shook her head. "No. Actually, now that you're here, do you mind helping me?"

"Help? ...How?" He couldn't fly or even give an adequate lesson.

But hey, he was a resourceful sort. Shoot!

"I may have landed just fine a moment ago, but when I begin trying to actually maneuver... I expect there to be a few mistakes..."

She drew at the ground with a hoof, head dropping, but eyes slowly rising to look at him. "So... if you could help me when it seems like I might crash? I would appreciate it."

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His ears rose. Right, catching duty! He had to wonder if this was less dangerous or more dangerous than skiing accidents, but the advantage here was that little stormy ball in the pit of his soul, ready to be unleashed at a moment's notice. If he couldn't catch her... the Other Him could.

"...Got it. Give it another try!" He back-stepped to give her more space and tested the snow beneath his hooves, packing it down to a firmer surface. He needed to give the seal a quick break on short notice.

"... Thank you." She was relieved to hear that. Sure, she could summon Yamato-Sumeragi to stop from hurting herself, but she would exhaust herself double time.

Nodding to him, she took a step back herself even as he did and opened her wings. They were definitely meant for a bigger mare, but she was managing. One flap, two, three, and soon, she was lifting off the ground, watching the ground sink away.

Kanji entered a light trot, keeping himself nimble over the snow. Depending on how the wind picked up, she could be carried off damn near anywhere. He had to be ready.

Just his luck, one was picking up now, less breezy and more a chilly gust. Should she fight the wind, or let it carry a little while? He wasn't a pegasus... h-how did they do it?

As she rose, she felt a sudden, chilly gust and shivered, wings halting almost mid-bend. Dropping slightly, she gasped and quickly flapped to regain her altitude. She couldn't let the weather get her like that otherwise she would fall.

His eyes sharpened briefly, but he held his ground. She regained her altitude and wondered if Takeji Zaiten could do something about the winds... winds were part of a storm, weren't they? Ah, but he wasn't a pegasus. Hmmm.

"Keep it up! Higher altitudes get really freakin' windy...!" If she needed to bulk up the muscles responsible for her wing-flapping, he could help her with that. But right now she probably needed to work out keeping her aerial balance.

"I know! I got it!" She called back as she flew higher. Naoto didn't sound annoyed; she hoped she sounded reassuring over the wind as it started to get stronger. Maybe practicing in winter this high wasn't a good idea, but she had to. At least the goggles protected her eyes from the wind.

Leveling off, she hovered there, flying against the wind, her tail twitching. Well, that didn't steer... was it like galloping? Turning her head to navigate left or right? Hooves forward, she attempted to tilt her head to the left, feeling her body follow.

He trusted her, and watched her lift higher. But the higher she went, the more he worried. The distance before would just sting a bit, but she'd be no worse for the wear. Up where she was, if he screwed up, she'd bust at least a leg really bad.

...H-he can't let her fall!

Squaring his stance to keep himself steady, he observed her trying to steer, and wondered how the pegasi do it. He noticed they were a bit like superheroes, one or both hooves forward and steering to move through the air. Weeeird.

Okay, so she swung left with her head and back right to fix herself. Her wings had to keep going, she had to stay up and going against the wind. It kept her warm, but the wind was buffeting her. She still wasn't entirely used to this.

It picked up and she pushed; however, the detective felt the frost in her fur. Her wings were beginning to slow down as she tired herself. Hooves pushing down and head ducking, she tried to drop, but Naoto slowed her wings at the inappropriate time - the high wind caught her wings as they rose up, knocking her back.

"AH!"

That sinking in his gut was the only ominous feeling he needed. When the wind caught and pitched her, a blue aura kicked up and lapped at his feathers, up along his body. The card was called down, caught and tossed, kicked and shattered.

The makeshift kirin erupted from his soul with a thunderous roar, galloping on nothing but wind as the Persona looped in beneath the pegasus, offering his back as a landing platform.

Spinning over wing and hoof, Naoto eventually catches herself - in time to catch herself and see the mechanical kirin. Leveling herself, she landed on its back and didn't attempt to move. If he was summoning, she needed the help; she was not going to deny that she needed it right now.

"You okay!? You can use 'im as a launch pad... or I can get him back to the ground," he called up as the winds died down. Even Kanji was shivering on the ground, that wind chill doing him no favors when a pony's fur was so short.

"I'm okay... but, I think I'm done practicing for now." Naoto just held onto the Persona, laying down on its back, and waiting for his User to take her back down to the ground.

"Gotcha," he replied, then looked up and nodded. He stepped back further as the mechanical kirin slowly lowered to the ground, hooves making no impact in the snow, as if passing through completely. Yet beneath the pegasus, he was solid.

TakejiZaiten gracefully lowered his body, flicking an ear and canting his head to regard her, the lights of his eyes dimming in an unspoken, amused kindness. Final stop, all passengers off.

"So it looks like ya might need to bulk up a bit of muscle that controls the wings. I don't fly, but... well, y'know. I-I'm bulky and work out a little." A sheepish, silly smile and a shrug.

Never has Naoto been more relieved to be back on the ground. Giving a faint smile back to Takeji-Zaiten at his amused eye flicker, she stepped off the Persona, planting all four hooves firmly back on the ground and closed her wings. Eventually, one rose to pull the goggles down so she could better look Kanji in the eye.

"... Sure. I need to strengthen my wing muscles. We can work something out together."

Lifting a hoof, he 'clenched' it the best he could. "Awesome! Got a work-out buddy!"

With a chuckle, he added, "Eh, I was nudged toward this dude who calls himself Bulk Biceps. Great guy, but... He was a little too intense about his routine."

He seemed upset when he declined though. He should find the big guy and apologize next he saw him. Takeji Zaiten dissolved then, and Kanji felt whole again.

"But first... shit, how 'bout a hot chocolate or somethin'? S'freezin' out here."

"Bulk Biceps?" What sort of Pony could that be? Another Earth Pony?

Noticing the Persona dissolve out of the corner of her eye, Naoto sighed and nodded, smiling again. "I could go for a cup."

Let her wings defrost and hooves get their feeling... also, help ease the shaking in her body. Almost spinning out as she had was startling.

"Yeah, it seems like the native ponies kinda represent their names. Bulk Biceps is a pretty beefy dude. Real nice guy, too."

"Anyways... let's get outta here before they call us ice sculptures or somethin'." With a nod away, he turned and led the way, ignoring the small somersault in his stomach. He decided to take her to Sugarcube Corner- they had the best chocolate for the job, and the best whipped cream to top.

"Ah. That's why they're confused about my name's relation to my mark."

It was a magnifying glass with the Fortune in the center. There was no relation to a bell in it. Still, ringing the truth in some way as her name said, it wasn't a direct symbol.

"Right..." Naoto didn't hesitate to follow and soon, trot at his side. She didn't often go to Sugarcube Corner - it was a sweet shop - but for excellent hot chocolate, it was the place to go.

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