tabula_rasa

quitethecharmer @ 04:04 am: "Excellent. I'll see you in ten." Vincent hangs up the phone and heads to the roof. He's called upon Hermod plenty of times for transport. Time to practice a bit more with one of his other patrons. He walks to the edge of the roof and hops up on the edge, spreading his arms.

"Storm-bringer... let me be like a leaf on your winds."

There's a faint rumble of thunder somewhere in the night sky, followed by the sound of winds rushing, as Vincent finds himself abruptly seized by a torrent of air, propelling him across the city. It's not the smooth flight he could conjure with a basic spell, or technology, but it certainly does the job.

He'll arrive at the bookshop as anticipated, if in a bit more disarray.