Fragile Equilibrium | Watcher & Blue Bolt
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So things aren't going as well as Lyra would have hoped with her new method for flying. Overheating is still a very big issue and while liquid nitrogen can keep it cool, it isn't a sustainable way for her to proceed. She is already sure she is on some kind of watch list for how much liquid nitrogen she's bought over the past month.
Until she figures something out, she is stuck with her current form of levitation. In her Blue Bolt outfit, she sat on the edge of the rooftop, one gauntlet off so that she could run maintenance on her left boot. She murmured to herself as she worked, almost to the point where she let the world around her slip away.
She sensed rather than heard someone approach from behind and she turned around, hastily shoving her boot back on her foot. Upon recognizing Watcher, she slowed a little. "Oh," her distorted voice called out to him. Things were...different after the box incident and just as she was starting to see that he could do this, she read the Mayor's letter. She chewed on her bottom lip. "Fancy meeting you up here at this hour," she said, already cursing herself for how awkward she sounded.
