Go to a Higher Ground [Kami pls/Open] Jul 14, 2016 2:40:45 GMT
Post by Sorrel on Jul 14, 2016 2:40:45 GMT
"Well, that's something."
Sorrel blinked, sizing up the pillar that towered above him. The only issue was that he couldn't size up something that he couldn't see the end of. His eyes weren't the strongest, but he was certain that structures so slim weren't supposed to extend beyond the clouds. He placed a hand against it, firmly pressing a few times to see if it deflected. To his surprise, it was as rigid as him during his Heran Harem dream. But that was a tale for another time.
"I get it," he chimed while rubbing his palms together. He had already worked out the implications of the inconceivable structure in his head. It was obviously a challenge. Sure, he was gifted with the art of the sky dance, but clearly the tower dared whoever observed it to scale it with nothing but will and a good grip.
Sorrel would oblige.
He fixed a hand on the tower to test it, finding the grooves oddly textured yet conducive to being gripped. So he started, one hand at a time at first to get started. He soon added his feet to the formula once he cleared enough height to use the grooves as footholds. He smiled, chuckling.
"This ain't so bad!"---
A few choice four-letter words and some hours later, Sorrel found himself frustrated and disheartened. This was supposed to be an entertaining test, but it only proved to be tedious. Granted, he was only taking so long because he underestimated the height of the tower while pacing himself. He sighed, looking up once again. He supposed he should at least pass the clouds before abandoning hope.
Ironically, once his body passed through the white puff of moisture, he could actually see the base of a large structure. Increasing his pace made Sorrel more reminiscent of a squirrel than a monkey, but it was thanks to it that he reached the top in only a few moments. Or so he thought. After climbing into and on top of the large structure that seemed to hover due to its absurdly narrow base, Sorrel could only look on with more frustration as another, larger structure seemed to actually float above.
"...You gotta be shittin' me."
Well, after yielding no fruit from his first endeavor, he felt too invested to not continue on to the larger mass. Perhaps his temperance would be rewarded there! After reminding himself that getting his hopes up may only lead to further disappointment, he squatted firmly before pushing off the top of the tower with all the ki-enhanced strength his quads could handle. His body darted up like a rocket head, his climbing altitude clearly assisted by ki-induced flight.
But he would allow that energy to dissipate as he came upon that floating mass. A single foot touched the rim of the lookout, as Sorrel questioned the stability of a floating platform. To his surprise, it did not move an inch. He set his other foot down with a blink, surprised to find himself perfectly balanced. He then raised his hands to his mouth to beckon whoever dwelled in the high place.
"Oi, oi--!! Do I get a cookie, now?" He blinked, surprised to not see a living being atop the massive platform.
Sorrel shrugged and sat in the same spot he had been standing, deciding he may as well enjoy the quiet atmosphere and meditate until whoever it was that dwelt in the high place made their return to it. Although he was an alien, he had been on Earth long enough to know it would be offputting if he tresspassed inside of the tower. But, as far as he was concerned, the non-gated open floor was practically public space! His hands planted on his knees and his eyes closed as he began taking deep breaths. Soon he was tranced in self-reflection, his breathing evening out so much that one may have mistaken him for a statue.((8,168 Base PL))