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I could fly if I wanted to

WHO: Normie Osborn & YOU
WHERE: All over; locations specified in starters
WHEN: August
WHAT: August catch all post. Normie was inspired to make a wingpack, and it's now complete. Also, he finally lets the symbiote out. If anyone wants a specific starter, let me know!
WARNINGS: None, will edit as needed

01. Nonah - Around Residence 004

[It was finally finished. The design had been rattling around in his head since before he had even arrived on this alternate earth, but when Jeff Winger had brought up wingpacks as a joke, it kept rattling around louder and louder until completing it was all he could focus on. The design was supposed to be for Brenda, a new, improved pair of wings for her Raptor costume so that she could throw away that last bit of her old life. But here... here they were just another one of his creations, a byproduct of a mind with an occasionally selective focus, as his wife wasn't here to enjoy them.

So he would enjoy them for her. Everything went smooth: gaining air, maintaining a certain height, flying in circles... For a few minutes, should anyone look up, it would seem like a giant bird was circling the Nonah housing complex. He was getting the hang of this.

This was pretty easy. Why didn't he think this would be easy? And then he remembered: back when he and Brenda first started to get serious, she let him try her wings. He had barely gotten off the ground before making a wrong hand motion and landing on his face. But that was then, this was now--

And now he was plummeting back down to the ground again, having turned his arm the wrong way and somehow managing to lock the controls on himself.

Crap.

Should anyone see him falling, but are unable to help him in the air, they can find him in his backyard, miraculously uninjured, unless you count sore an injury.]

02. All over (primarily Nonah)

[They knew going out is dangerous. Matt had warned that there was someone in possession of a symbiote (curiously not Eddie Brock) who had been here before, and they didn't doubt that person's reputation proceeded them. For months, he had taken that warning to heart. Sure, Normie never went anywhere without his other, who usually took the form of his clothes, but they almost never did anything out of the ordinary, nothing that Normie wouldn't do even if he wasn't in possession of his other.

But they were tired of hiding. They wanted to help, to make a difference--to be heroes. The feeling had been gnawing at them ever since they agreed to lay low, but had crescendoed over the last few weeks as the Cold War suddenly felt a lot warmer.

Moving through the shadows as... it really was pathetic that it's been months and they still have yet to come up with a good name, they finally felt whole again, for the first time in months. They're trying to keep a low profile, but you know what they say about the best laid plans. Perhaps you hear something rustling behind you, or catch sight of their white eyes and white spider symbol seeming to float in the darkness.

Or perhaps you see them poised to strike behind some hapless criminal, their right hand replaced by a sharp, black blade the same material as the rest of them.]

03. All over

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[Okay, so maybe that was a bad idea. Now safely back on the ground, Normie checks to make sure that he didn't manage to damage the Raptor wings too badly. Thankfully he hadn't. Normie sits in the backyard for some time, just staring at his creation, trying to figure out exactly how he can test them after proving he's a spectacularly awful wingman (...and apparently a terrible comedian, oof). Of course, he doesn't have to test them, but the thought of hanging them up without being completely sure they work bothers him. After all, with the exception of Phil's latest Goblin mask, he'a always tested his work after making it. Sure, it isn't exactly like Brenda was here and needed them (and of course, because he had that exact thought, Brenda's now doomed to show up with the next batch of imPorts), but the thought still bugs him all the same.

He then gets a thought and pulls out his phone, sending out identical texts to two of his contacts which reads "Could use your help on a project. Come to Nonah 004. P.S. What are your thoughts on flight?." The first is sent to Riku, and the second to Loki. Upon sending the second message, he stares at the screen for a minute. God, he really needs ~~more~~ better friends if the second person he feels he can trust to try his wife's wingpack is the god of mischief and lies.]

[What Riku doesn't get is, why doesn't this guy live in de Chima? It seems like it'd be a better way to test his stuff. Nevertheless, when he receives a text from Normie, he heads out on the vespa, carrying it through the Porter so he can use it on the other side.

Normie's kind of just sitting in his yard when he gets there, and Riku raises a brow as he parks, dropping his helmet nearby and approaching.]

I don't have any thoughts on flight, I'm mostly just curious.

[ there's a faint look of surprise that he's not necessarily alone, but he can't say that he necessarily thought that there would be company. to be fair, he hadn't exactly thought that Normie would be the one to message him out of the blue. he shows up in a green hoodie and a pair of jeans, hands tucked neatly into the pockets. travel doesn't take him long.

it never does. perks of being a god. ]

It's more of my brother's thing.

[ Loki says, giving Riku a very tactless up and down. ]

[Well this was awkward. He hadn't expected either of them to come so quickly. Or at the same time.]

Wow you both must have been really bored. I feel like I just sent messaged you.

Riku, Loki. Loki, Riku.

[Picks the pair of mechanical wings off the table, which Loki might recognize as reminiscent of the Vulture's.]

I was curious if either of you would want to test drive these. I've discovered I lack the coordination to do so myself.

[Riku watches Loki give him the once-over with an unimpressed expression -- what is that? But he nods when Normie introduces them, offering the god a hand.]

Nice to meet you.

[Once introductions are out of the way, he peers over at the wings, almost squinting. Is this for real?]

You made wings?

Well met.

[ all right, he can do the mortal thing. he takes his hand and shakes it briefly. firm grip, a slightly playful handshake with dark nailed fingers and a single, almost wave-like motion.

he tips his head toward him, still faintly dubious, before his attention goes back to Normie and the ... thing that he has in his hands. the metal wings. the wings made of metal. the metal that's forming two very large, human-attaching wings.

the dubious look at Riku becomes dubious for another reason entirely. ]

It seems that he's made wings.

[Normie's beginning to hear a slight echo.]

I made wings.

[Everyone else was saying it.]

I make a lot of things.

[Things that, in the grand scheme of everything, aren't that important right now. He raises the wings a bit higher.]

...So would either of you be game?

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Heh. They're kinda cool, actually.

[Riku peers past Loki to take in the sight of the wings.]

But they work? They can lift a person?

Flying isn't exactly my thing.

[ that leaves it to Riku, doesn't it? Loki takes a few casual strides forward to lean down and inspect them, touching them tactlessly like he was invited. ]

I have other things for that, but—[ looking at u, Riku. ]

[His eyes seem to flash as he glances coldly over at Riku. Excuse you, he doesn't come into your house and ask if your little portals are working.]

Of course they work.

[Looks from Riku to Loki. Excuse you, who said you could touch it?]

Is everyone satisfied they work now?

[Dude, piss off, he was just curious.]

It just seems... difficult. But then I don't really know anything about science stuff, so I guess I have no right to an opinion anyway.

[Loki's looking at him, and Riku looks down at the wings, then up to Normie.]

Okay, I'll try them.

[ well that was simple. a little peer pressure seems to have worked, and Loki looks either satisfied from the conclusion or satisfied from the moment of tension. ]

Don't swallow too many bugs up there.

[Sorry about that. Don't diss his stuff. He doesn't like that.

Normie hands Riku the pair of wings and explains the basics on how to wear them, turn them on and how they work. It's pretty simple and self-explanatory, for the most part. They're meant to simulate real wings as much as possible.]

Want me to spot you in the air?

I would never. [Swallow bugs? This guy? No way. Though he may have done so on a dare once.

Riku nods to Normie's explanation, listening quietly for a moment. He straps them on experimentally -- they spread easily, the way he'd imagine a bird would.]

Maybe at first.

"You would never" doesn't account for the little splatters on windshields.

[ Loki says amiably, and perhaps a little amused. it's not like the bugs knew where they were going.

he watches the exchange between Normie and Riku, tipping his head to the side. ]

[Pulls his keys out of his pocket and presses a button on a small key fob. A little silver disc comes flying out an open window on the second floor, stopping just at Normie's feet. It quickly transforms into a Goblin Glider, though Normie's scrubbed the design of any obvious Goblin motifs.

He sees Loki's look and smirks as he steps onto it.] What kind of Osborn would I be if I didn't have one of these laying around?

That's true. Well, I'll keep my mouth shut while I'm up there, then.

[Riku stares over at Normie's board, eyebrow raising.]

Didn't I see you working on that once like, ages ago?

[ Loki just puts up his hand in a suspended shrug as he watches the two of them. he knows what he's here for. if something goes horribly wrong, they can turn and blame it on him.

he should be more bitter about it than amused, but he can't help but feel a tad satisfied. ]

The key word is "ages ago." The version you're thinking has been scrapped for probably just as long. I never look back, it distracts me from the now. This is my latest model.

[Yes, he did just quote Edna Mode. Since coming here, The Incredibles has quickly become his new favorite Disney/Pixar flick. Several times Normie had actually thought to ask Riku if he happened to be familiar with any of them (as actual people), since he seemed to be acquaintances with a shocking number of Disney characters, but he never actually got around to asking.]

You wanna join us, Loki? There's room for two on this thing, and I have a spare set of magnetic locks hidden in that oven over there.

[Motions with his head to the large, abandoned tandoor oven off to the side. Normie had built it for a roommate who had long since left, and now mainly uses it to store random things.]

[Unfortunately for Normie, Riku doesn't know anything about Pixar. He's curious whether Loki will agree to the glider, though, since he already refused the wings.]

Okay, let me get settled here.

[Riku's just gonna go ahead and ignore both of the others for a moment, moving the wings tentatively. It's weird, like as if his arms just got really long.]

As much as I would find the entire experience exhilarating, I believe I'll sit it out for now. Your metal wings wouldn't be enough to—erm ... carry my weight.

[ Loki tosses up his fingers and offers a little shrug. ]

I do, however, have other ways if it becomes all too boring here on the ground. They don't call me Skywalker for nothing.

[ and then he looks at his nails, speaking mostly to himself. ]

Ah, Loki Skywalker always had a good ring to it.

Come on Loki, who are you kidding? You're skinnier than I am.

[Smirks.] Are you going to tell us you're Anakin's father? Or is Luke your father?

[Looks over at Riku] If you don't want them hanging on your arms like that, you can do this--[Makes a motion that looks similar to if he were trying to bring his elbows together behind his back.]--they'll click together and sort of drape over your back like a cape. Do it again when you're ready to go and they'll click back to your arms.

Maybe he's just very dense. [Making fun? A little.]

... Right. [He follows Normie's advice, and the wings get out of his way suddenly. How useful.] What are you even planning to do with these? Just have them around?

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