pyroman said
"Hello everybody!" Sasha said happily as she took not of who was there and who wasn't.
Caroline looked up from the sea of papers and writing tools she was using to write out a complicated series of magic equations. "Hello Sasha," She said distractedly before lowering her head back down, tapping the compass she was holding against her neck. A few minutes later she growled in frustration and stood up abruptly, throwing her hands (And the compass) into the air.
"Forget this, I'll just do it and fix the bugs later!" Stepping out into the center of the room, she threw her arms out to her sides and brought her hands back together in front of her, pounding her fist into her open hand. "False Requip! Windrider Cuirass!" She yelled, closing her eyes. Light spread from her hands up her arms, then enveloped her whole body, lingering for a second before bursting into bubbles, leaving Caroline dressed in a peculiar armor shirt. The garment was made of sky blue leather and adorned with feathers on the pauldrons. The artifact mage twisted to look at the back, and seemed satisfied.
"There, see? It didn't explode." She took a step back towards her table, which is when she discovered that the ground no longer wanted to hold her weight. Her foot never fell back to the floor as she floated upwards, tilting forward slowly in a perpetual front flip.
"No, no, no!" She cried in frustration, "You're not supposed to do that until I jump, and you're definitely not supposed to make it permanent!" As she turned in the air, she started cursing violently in several languages, only a couple of them still used by most people. "It's not disappearing, somebody get me down!"