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[hr][h2]Alone with Myself Again?[/h2][hr]
[url=https://youtu.be/MwVLpsgAe8E]Api’s Theme
Wayfaring Stranger[/url][/center]


Bored Api got up and went outside onto the Institute grounds and searched for a secluded spot thinking to himself he’d discovered what he’d sought on the stormy seas above the Grand Banks months ago.

He found a spot and sat on the ground and began focusing as he did before an event dispelling doubt and all extraneous thought his mind a laser of concentration. First he slipped off the bonds of earth’s gravity becoming his own localized source as he dropped his weight like some fog made illusion. (Around Api loose leaves and twigs are affected so that they float up and are blown away by a breeze barely able to stir the leaves on the trees)

When he detects the breeze attempting to push him sideways Api creates an attractive force above himself just a bit more powerful than the wind even leaning it towards the winds direction of origin. He feels himself rising slowly but under control so he slowly stands careful of both his balance and the attractive force overhead. In only a minute he is about 200 meters in the sky and experiencing and even more powerful cross wind forcing him to lean the attractive force farther over so that when like all winds it abates he is sailing into its former orientation and flying at about 60 kph (35 mph).

Then like a tidal wave his joy at achieving his goal washes over him and he increases the force angle accelerating faster and faster the wind blowing his hair as he laughs for joy.

He wasn’t a book and he could feel the pull of his own power and how he could adjust centrifugal force be altering his lift profile like he did the attractive force so he increased his speed even more till it got to the point he needed goggles to see then slowed to a nice 120 kph (75 mph). 

Knowing he is exposed as he is Api climbs towards the clouds that start about 1,500 meters over head not to dive into but to obscure his presence and to give him the altitude to recover before he slams into the ground as he tries more and more extreme maneuvers.

Then while he’s enjoying his flight he spot a flock of he thinks starlings and dives on them sending the birds into erratic patterns which he stirs over and over again laughing as loud as he can.

[hr][center][h3]Back to earth and reality...it sucks[/h3][/center][hr]

How long he flew Api didn’t care as he dove towards the spot he had launched from but when his feet touched the ground it was if the earth sucked the joy out of him; he was grounded. 

As he stood there he looked up at the sky and felt it pulling at his empty heart like the sea. How alive he felt up there was hard to describe even to himself but he did know it was a place where his solitude was a blessing and not the weight it now felt like. This made him laugh, the thought that he a master of gravity felt chained when he allowed the earth beneath his feet to anchor him to its surface.

So shaking off his blues he chose a selection from his vast playlists to bring his mood up and soon he was smiling to the old school music [url=https://youtu.be/v2AC41dglnM]Thunderstruck[/url] as he headed towards the dorms to do a bit more research and make notes on where the physicists got it wrong.