"Mhm, it's all perfectly safe," she beamed with pride that could mirror Nero's incredible confidence. The 'it' in question? A vast slide spiralling around Ophiuchus, woven of vines and foliage, adorned with flowers matching the Cotes heartland.
The two of them stood upon the observation deck ordinarily installed on the great tree's heights, the addition requiring a climb over the railings to prevent accidents, but securely sprouting from the decking, an arch of green and lush standing as gateway.
"There aren't any thorns or harmful plants to be found at any point, and a safe landing isn't a concern — the giant bubbles at the end will catch us. oh, but you can breathe inside of them. They wouldn't be any good if you risked drowning while finding your feet again".
Hands united behind her back, the Servant tilted forward, her golden tail hanging over a shoulder. "Every possibility I could think of has a failsafe ready — that's why we have these". On the spot, she spun, indicating to the cherub white wings that, while not physically attached to their backs, flittered in response as if truly a part of her. "Even if someone tries to sabotage the slide, we won't plunge the rest of the way or have to think up something in the panic".
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