[ There's a moment, right at the beginning, where Poe resists the spell. He panics, really, at the feeling of something outside his control exercising its will over him.
He can do this. He can do this.
He can--
Poe lets out a shriek of surprise, beating wings that were arms a second ago and lifting several inches off the ground before he realizes what he's doing. He can flex his feet. Okay that's not new, really, but he can flex his bird feet. He hops experimentally from one to the other, and then...
Then he looks up. He looks up at that planet in the sky overhead, vision telescoping weirdly, the clouds and everything between sky and earth sharp and close.
Wings spread. Crouch.
Leap.
And he's in the sky. He's in the sky, barreling upward under his own power, wind his sudden ally instead of a force to compensate against. He yells, and it comes out as an echoing shriek, and this might just be the coolest thing he's done since his first time flying his mom's A-wing solo.
...Yeah he'll be back in an hour. He's not even looking down. ]
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He can do this. He can do this.
He can--
Poe lets out a shriek of surprise, beating wings that were arms a second ago and lifting several inches off the ground before he realizes what he's doing. He can flex his feet. Okay that's not new, really, but he can flex his bird feet. He hops experimentally from one to the other, and then...
Then he looks up. He looks up at that planet in the sky overhead, vision telescoping weirdly, the clouds and everything between sky and earth sharp and close.
Wings spread. Crouch.
Leap.
And he's in the sky. He's in the sky, barreling upward under his own power, wind his sudden ally instead of a force to compensate against. He yells, and it comes out as an echoing shriek, and this might just be the coolest thing he's done since his first time flying his mom's A-wing solo.
...Yeah he'll be back in an hour. He's not even looking down. ]