Auria is actu – and you're out of there

As you and Lucia pass the corner of the Dorms you feel Auria standing outside waiting.

"Lady Auria." Lucia says as she sees the two objects of her attention from last night in a much more revealing top. A mostly shear golden coloured slip with an opaque band covering her nipples and a golden skirt that barely meets her mid-thigh.

"Lucia, have you seen Christopher?" Auria asked as Lucia walked over to her.

"Yeah he's," Lucia began but you left audible range by that point.

As you feet land on the roof on the Dorm building you wonder if getting airborne was an over reaction. Not like you couldn't have run back the way you had come, though Lucia might have seen you running away so at least this way you did just vanish.

Walking along the top of the roof you wonder why these roof are of a different style from the roof of the lower city. The lower cities roofs had a far more gentle slope compared the ones on up here. Walking along the spine you inspect the shingles, they are all perfectly uniform which makes you wonder if there was some sort of industrialised processing. A quarry that produces the stone and a factory that cuts them.

You then wonder where you should go. You could go for another, longer, flight. Check out the city from the air in the morning sun, or you could go back to your room. The window by your and Edin's beds can open, it's how your luggage was moved to your room after all. Though if you can open it from the outside it would be very worrying.

Well now that you've thought of it you aren't going to be able to stop thinking about it. Walking along the roof to its edge above your window you reach out with magic to hold yourself up and step off the edge. You slowly lower yourself to your window and look over it a bit. There is a latch on the inside but with a bit of magic you can slip a line inside and unlatch it.

With a gentle push the window opens into the room leaving you feel extremely unsafe all of a sudden. You put a foot onto the window ledge, grab the sides and climb inside. You close the window behind yourself and look around for something you can use to bar the window from the inside. There is nothing obvious aside from your now useless sword. Well that works out well. You start walking over it, fixing it to the window might take a bit of time but it's not you don't have –

Your foot is at the wrong angle.

You look down to see your right foot pointing at the door. You lift it up and put it down next to your left pointing at the sword. "No." You say relaxing your eyes and seeing a golden path leading from in front of you out the door. You already had Anastasia trying to control your life you'll be fucked if you let some random ass religion do the same. You step over it without any issue so keep walking hoping that ignoring it would resolve the problem.

Your foot is facing the wrong angle again.

You look down and see the path had moved in front of you. "Still no." You say giving up on the sword and walking backward staring at the path seeing if it would move with you.

Your foot is facing the wrong angle again again.

Looking down you see a second path leading behind you out the door. "Well fine two can play at that game." You push yourself into the air and float towards your bed.

Your leg is facing the wrong angle this time.

Without the support of your weight the golden path must have more leverage. "You know what fuck you." You carefully float to your window, opening it slowly you look over your body to make sure there isn't any golden path attached to you. There isn't so with a slight building of tension you fire yourself out of the window, create you passive soaring wings and fly away fast enough that you leave the academy's grounds in less than a second.

You look behind you and see a golden trail. Feel like this is becoming a little stalkerish you tilt yourself into some evasive maneuvers. After ending up back over the academy you look behind you and can't see any golden trail. Satisfied you figure since you're here you might as well go for a flight. Turning back around the golden trail is in front of you and get the distinct feeling of being annoyed. You are feeling annoyed but that didn't feel like it was entirely your feeling.

"Alright lets go." You say and disperse your wing fall to the ground before creating some high speed wings and with a jet of magic you fire yourself over the academy's wall and close enough to the tops of the trees you could reach down and touch them.

With a sudden jerk you change direction to fly over the trees. You glance behind you and see the golden trail following you. You speed up some more and start to shift around, changing your direction at random. You're low enough that if you went over the city anyone who looks up could see you so you stick to the trees.

It becomes apparent you aren't losing your tail like this and you have only one option. Tucking your wings you dim down into the trees, you have to make a second pair to give you enough lift and control to not crash instantly. Darting between the tree you remember the times you'd tried this back home, and all the trees you annihilated when you inevitably crashed. Well you just hope you aren't going to crash before the trail does, provided the trial can crash.

You can't look behind you since that would mean looking away from your flight path and crashing so you just keep going. You aren't sure how long you are going but it feel like a while. You can't keep doing this, well you can but you don't want to. Chancing a glance behind you and can't see any trail. With a smile you look in front of you, and see the tree.

You have the time to cover yourself with a thin magic shell that sadly cuts your wings off leaving you to slam into then through the truck. "Ow." You say as the impact sends a shudder through the shell, it doesn't really hurt but you feel obliged to say it.

You fall to the ground running into branches along the way. "Ow, fuck, damn it." You mumble out at the high speed collisions hit your shell leaving it damaged. When you hit the ground you skid along it leaving a trench as you go. You flip to move feet first rather than head first. You skidding comes to a stop by embedding yourself up to the waist in the trunk of tree.

"Ow." You say as that one did hurt a bit, the shell around your legs had weakened enough to break on the contact with the trunk. Letting out a sight you really hope you'd gotten rid of the golden trail because otherwise this was going to feel silly. Pulling yourself out of the trunk you look down at your now destroyed brand new outfit. You sigh and wonder if Wilfred could replace this one or if his talent ended at uniforms.

"Well that was dramatic." A voice said from your left.