#[press f to jason voice] REY-son

[throughdifferenteyes-blog2]

@coraccipitris

Whoah.

It’s a good thing Fiyero’s mouth doesn’t open anymore, or it’d be hanging open at the sight of the - being? - across the way. As it is, he nearly falls over again from surprise, and it’s not just the wings that are doing it.

In another life he’d have been tempted to flirt, but honestly, even without current circumstances, someone who looks like that would have been out of even his formerly high weight class back in the day. Oh, Glinda had been pretty, but this man looks ethereal. The wings only add to the effect, and it’s fascinating to watch them move subtly as he walks.

Does this place collect the strange and magical? Is that why Fiyero was yanked here? But it feels like a crime to lump the two of them in together. If the wings aren’t - natural, somehow - they certainly seem like they were designed perfectly to suit him, and there’s no hint of discomfort or unfamiliar awkwardness. It’s such a contrast to the batlike wings of the Wizard’s flying monkeys - oh, they’d gotten better with time, but with all of Elphaba’s power it had been clear those appendages weren’t something they’d been born with.

Shit. The man is turning his head - has he been caught staring? Instinct leads to Fiyero ducking his head to avoid his gaze, and it’s too late to correct once he remembers that just standing stock-still would probably have been a better cover. Oops.