She felt a sting near the knot tied at her hip. Absentminded she brushed and settled into the chaise and the second sting. “What the…” she brushed again, glanced at her side but it was at her back with another sting. “What…” she sprung sitting up twisted and turned. On the towel was a curled up fuzzy bit of something that’d earned getting brushed off the deck completely. “I come out early before any flying stinging creatures begin buzzing around in a stupor from the heat. Who invited you? How early do I have to get out here” and she settled back one last time. “It better be…”
An hour later she came in her body burning dripping sweat. “Shower.” On the way the bits of her lack of swimsuit were peeled and dropped over the hallway fan. “We’ll do this again tomorrow.” The water was adjusted to a hair above lukewarm, she stepped in inhaling relief as her heart rate relaxed from intense heat but at the same time she felt strange, a strange sensation devouring her from the head down like a beak closing over her piercing. She screamed a caw from a raw throat and thought she must be burning, something happened in the apartments, someone was careless, then jumped out grabbing a shirt from the closet in case it were necessary to run outside. The pain wouldn’t stop and she twisted throwing herself through the window and soared. “I’m in the air. How am I in the air…” She opened her eyes gliding above the houses, grounds, trees but staying just below the clouds, the shirt she’d pulled over herself with the big WTF that usually teased cleavage was now full abreast waving in the breeze, her wings spread through the capped sleeves. “How is this possible? This is so cool.” Then she saw him running into an open area. He looked up at her extending a leather clad arm, “come back!”
“Who the hell… Ha, I think not. WTF appropriately so…” she pushed like a swimmer would to pick up speed and soared higher feeling something give way inside as his head to his arm were covered in a whitish-brown spatter. “Look what I did” she cackle-cawed. “That’s supposed to be good luck you know.” Something glittered golden in the sun on her claw as she mused WTF strikes again. She lunged for speed and it snapped like a weak thread. Caught in the breeze it turned up revealing a dainty engraved oval. “Plated, wouldn’t you know” shaking it off she flew.
“Wonder when this wears off. Can I change when… ? How… ? Oh, that’s right, grilled fresh tuna and cut up a salad… tonight… Guess I’ll find out.”