[ Alberto lands on the next hand with a loud, ungraceful thud and an "oof," but it's quickly followed by delighted laughter of his own, undeterred. He lets out another whoop and leaps again and again, eventually trying to match up with Asriel as they jump a few more hands down together. But as they get nearer to the bottom, he notices Asriel starts slowing down...
Alberto stops short in the palm of one hand toward the end, and thrusts an arm out against Asriel's chest as he hops up to stop him from jumping again. He wears an oddly serious-like expression, surveying the shore before them before they reach it. He glances to the side and catches the boy's gaze from the corners of his eyes, but then a knowing, cockeyed smirk crawls over his face. He extends his arms gracefully, albeit theatrically, and splays his palms out flat, concentrating his magical effort. His familiar had been floating behind trying to keep up (poor Almond, did he take the stairs?!) but catches onto what Alberto's about to do, and flies quite a bit faster to come help out...
With their combined effort, they can make some fairly stable hard light magic. A translucent, iridescent, glowing forcefield begins to materialize off the edge of their present Cliff Beast hand, forming what looks very much like a (sparkly rainbow-ish) slide right down to the shore, dissipating toward where the tides lap at the sand. Carlo taught Alberto this trick before any others, essentially: How to save his ass from jumping off cliffs and doing stupid shit. But Alberto eventually just— put his own "stupid-shit" spin on this protective spell and turned it into an accessory for bullshit instead of something, y'know, preventative and useful, like the cat had intended it to be... But it's still probably better than just plain jumping off cliffs? At least better he's practicing his magic at it; it's a more useful skill to practice than his silly fireworks glamours, after all. But hey, he's a kid of many talents.
He tips his head toward it, grinning at Asriel more slyly now. ]
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Date: 2021-11-03 06:23 am (UTC)Alberto stops short in the palm of one hand toward the end, and thrusts an arm out against Asriel's chest as he hops up to stop him from jumping again. He wears an oddly serious-like expression, surveying the shore before them before they reach it. He glances to the side and catches the boy's gaze from the corners of his eyes, but then a knowing, cockeyed smirk crawls over his face. He extends his arms gracefully, albeit theatrically, and splays his palms out flat, concentrating his magical effort. His familiar had been floating behind trying to keep up (poor Almond, did he take the stairs?!) but catches onto what Alberto's about to do, and flies quite a bit faster to come help out...
With their combined effort, they can make some fairly stable hard light magic. A translucent, iridescent, glowing forcefield begins to materialize off the edge of their present Cliff Beast hand, forming what looks very much like a (sparkly rainbow-ish) slide right down to the shore, dissipating toward where the tides lap at the sand. Carlo taught Alberto this trick before any others, essentially: How to save his ass from jumping off cliffs and doing stupid shit. But Alberto eventually just— put his own "stupid-shit" spin on this protective spell and turned it into an accessory for bullshit instead of something, y'know, preventative and useful, like the cat had intended it to be... But it's still probably better than just plain jumping off cliffs? At least better he's practicing his magic at it; it's a more useful skill to practice than his silly fireworks glamours, after all. But hey, he's a kid of many talents.
He tips his head toward it, grinning at Asriel more slyly now. ]
After you, Your Highness~