…Huh. I hadn't really been expecting a whole speech.
The Sunglasses-wearing Vizard thought to himself as Takehiko gave his answer. …Arianda… and Ulv, huh? Wonder who the rest are. Wonder if they'd be willing to teach somewhere new.
Colin's ears, at least, still worked properly. Even above the howling winds of the Wastelands, he could make out each word that the young man spoke. And now he's calling me mister. Guess I lost a couple of respect points for dragging him halfway across the desert faster than the speed of sound. "To be honest, Takehiko… I don't really care if you return it or not. Whatever you wind up doing is up to you."
Colin informed him, seeing the young man trying to meet his gaze. Unfortunately, this effort failed completely. Colin's eyes were hidden behind his bright-orange glasses. All Colin could really tell was that the man was speaking directly at him now, instead of in some other direction. It's really easy being hard on myself… part of the reason why I drag these students out here in the Wasteland is because of how hard I find it to be hard on other people, most of the time. But out here.. I don't get to be soft.
The Eagle God wrapped his hand around Takehiko's, the muscles in his wiry arm straining until he felt recoil from the amount of force he was giving. That moment of pain would give him a general
idea of how much Takehiko could currently take. That said, the only way to make certain, was to try it. A powerful updraft… nah. We'll just have to try it.
With that, Colin loosened his grip. If Takehiko noticed, he had loosened his entire body. "…Well then. Relax your entire body. That's the first step."
The skin of the Washi's face began to darken a bit, began to redden
. Just outside of that red, was the barest hint of green. And if I'm going to measure it as precisely as possible…
A peculiar energy was running in circles within Colin's body, but not enough, not enough to move him. Enough to gain momentum, to make his shoulders begin to circle a bit, to make him sway, until that momentum came wheeling back around one final time, the reverberations culminating into --
Takehiko was lifted, his body running along the Eagle God's back… and then sent over
him. As the younger Shinigami eclipsed behind Colin's back, the Vizard released him. His body whipped
behind Colin's, and then was sent plummeting straight downward, into the rock face below. If Takehiko had done exactly as he said, the damage would be reduced considerably; at least, as long as he had the physiology of a typical Shinigami. Colin had thrown him hard enough to where the impact would certainly be painful; but it would hopefully be just enough to where he did not break any bones. …if you want to fly… then the first thing you need to learn…
Is how to fall.