the wing meme

[fantastix]

[flashy image of wings goes here]

What's that? You're suddenly not feeling well? You sink down, shuddering, as you feel your blood pool in your back. There's an intense pain beneath the surface, and then---wings, extending freely from your back, of quite the inconvenience to anything you might've been wearing. They've taken on a form that reflects you...feathery like a bird's? Glowing with energy like a circuit? Leathery like a bat's? Mechanical, cloth?

Whatever it is that's on your back, regardless of how unlikely it seems with the wingspan and your body's weight, they'll work. You can fly. Call it magic, call it gravity manipulation, whatever it is...you can fly.

Have fun explaining this to your friends and sorting things out.

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[fantastix]

The Doctor has been pacing, ceaselessly pacing throughout the space of his room. He tries a sharp turn, testing how far the damn things can stretch before he knocks something over.

Not far, as it turns out. There's a clattering of tools on the floor, and he bends to pick them up---looking up to see Rose in the doorway.

"Rose," he breathed, instantly tossing the things behind him and approaching her, leathery masses towering over his shoulder. "I can fix this. Fairly sure there won't be more changes."

[domesticapproach]

It's unlikely he would have seen the puff balls on her own back yet due to the angle, and to be quite honest she's almost forgotten them in lieu of the leathery pair towering over him. The Doctor was a tall man, and the wings just made him all the more ... imposing wasn't the right word. But something similar.

She only stares for the briefest of moments. It hadn't been just her then. Whatever was going on was TARDIS-wide. ..Well sort of; it was just the two of them on the ship. Still, she looks marginally concerned at the predicament, if a bit .. enamored.

"But .. Where'd they come from?"

[fantastix]

He hasn't noticed Rose's yet, of course---he knows her well, but her unease and shock is probably coming from his towering monstrosities. He strides past and gestures for her to follow, twirling his sonic screwdriver in his hand as he made off in the direction of the console room.

"Dunno. That's what we're going to find out. I'm sure something's been picked up."

Once they're in the room, he's stretched them out to their full wingspan again. Can't let them cramp up. He then pauses to look Rose over.

"You feeling all right?"