forum Icarus is Falling // OxO // Closed

Started December 24, 2019 by @ElderGod-Icefire

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Icarus bit his lip. "Are…are you sure?" He asked slowly.

"Yes, I'm fairly sure of the amount of usefulness I possess," Apollo said drily.

Icarus shrugged a little bit. "I guess." he replied with a faint smile.

Apollo grinned. "You guess? That's not very promising."

Icarus rolled his eyes. "Mm." he looked at the plans again.

"Do you think those are going to work?" Apollo gestured to the sheets of paper. He, himself, couldn't really judge whether the plans were likely to come to fruition, but he trusted Icarus's opinion.

Icarus examined them. "I…hope so." He replied slowly. "I'm not quite sure." He ran his hands through his dark curls.

"Is there an issue with the design?" Apollo asked, genuinely interested.

"I don't know." Icarus replied, shrugging. "I just…I don't know. I'm not as good at this as he is." He bit his lip.

"Oh, my gods. You don't have to be the best engineer in all of time and space to have an opinion," Apollo said exasperatedly. He looked up with a sigh.

"Yes, but…I don't know. It might work, it might not." Icarus replied.

"What's one thing that's wrong with it?" Apollo prompted. "There's got to be one issue. I mean, just look at that structure, there. Disgusting."

Icarus bit his lip. "Functionable, though. They do not need to be pretty looking to work." He replied.

"Nonsense. It's disgusting." Apollo smiled almost teasingly. "It looks like my sister if she was melted into a piece of metal."

Icarus snorted softly. "No, it's functioning." He replied. "Functioning, if not pretty." He gave a small smile.

"Fine," Apollo sighed. "Its more fun to criticize things, but," he gave another dramatic sigh, "it's functional."

Icarus shrugged. "Functional is all that is needed, Apollo." He said. "Function over form." He gave a tight smile.

"If you insist," Apollo nodded. "I suppose as long as it works, it's fine."

Icarus rubbed at his eyes, and nodded. "Yeah."

"I should probably go give those back to your father," Apollo gestured to the papers in Icarus's hand. His walking slowed down as he looked in the opposite direction of the way they had come.

Icarus nodded, holding the papers out to Apollo. "Here." he said softly.

Apollo took the papers and headed back to the room he'd last seen Daedalus in. Conveniently, the old man was still there. "I've returned, old man! Your son is excellent at showing off the many wonders of your terrifying creation. Well, I've looked through the plans and decided that if you're really that determined about getting out, I'll let you continue your work. I never liked Minos, anyway."

Daedalus blinked, taking the papers back and reorganizing them. "I see." he replied slowly. "Thank you, I suppose.My lord." there was nothing kind in his speech, and the way he said "my lord" was in a mocking way.