[Amber]

[petiteaubergine]

[The amber glows upon the face of a frustrated young man. It's turned a few degrees, then a hand slips up and messes with with tangled strands of hair. His face shifts from side to side, eyes following the outline of his face. He's fascinated with the odd little mirror. Comfortable with the outcome of his quick-fix effort, he looks up towards the hole in the ceiling.]

Now, I will surely get up there this time!

[Alla spreads his midnight-blue wings and wobbles into the air. The room around him tilts, then shrinks as he ascends. The scrunched-up lines in his face soften into a smile. He's done it!

Then, without warning, he slips from view, crashing back down onto the floor with a yelp of surprise followed by a moan.]

Oh dear... this was my best garment. Oh no...

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[petiteaubergine]

[After a few moments, he picks up the amber piece looking distraught.]

Ah, i-if you insist. However, I do not feel fantastic.

[No, he feels almost sick, trying to keep his emotions in check is taking a toll on him./small>]

[bestworstdad]

Might be because you need to take a deep breath and calm down.

[petiteaubergine]

Does taking a deep breath truly work?

[Alla's eyes pop open in nervous astonishment. He draws in a slow breath through his teeth, filling his chest and then his mouth...but he doesn't know how long to hold it for, so he's standing there with his cheeks ballooned like a puffer fish.]