@sunips A Roarin’ Borealis Skating Rink
Well, Ozpin’s glad his phobia isn’t related to heights.
The imaginative skating rink that sets up at night in Fibonacci has garnered more than one visit from the wizard. Oz finds it fascinating; what sort of magic is allowing them to skate on what appears to just be flowing light, fluxing softly in several breathtaking colors? Is it magic? Some sort of science the elites in Fibonacci have set up? It’s hard to tell, and to be honest after a few minutes of skating, he always forgets to think deeper on the matter.
Admittedly, Ozpin isn’t paying the closest attention when someone races by uncomfortably close and almost knocking him off balance. When he next looks up after making sure he’s in no danger of falling he sees that the figure has screeched a halt several feet ahead, looking at him a little dumb-foundedly.
Ah. That’s-
“Mister Wukong,” he calls in greeting as the distance between them closes, “This does seem like the kind of activity you would enjoy- how are you?”
