The flight was, as it had been every other time, disconcerting for the fact that there wasn't any dizziness afterwards. Not like there was with Teleportation, anyway. That was likely due to Fletcher's power working by moving reality around himself, effectively making travel time nonexistent, which the human body was never meant to handle. Angel flight had travel time, which disappeared in the blink of an eye without being rendered nonexistent. It was like falling asleep during an airplane flight. Your body registered the difference, if not quite your mind.
What this all boiled down to was that in less than a second, they were in the middle of the carnival grounds, with barely even a stumble. Behind a set of hot dog booths, fortunately, and away from prying eyes, but Skulduggery still felt oddly exposed without his usual hat-wig-scarf ensemble already set in place. His hand brushed the sigil Gabe left on his breastbone, and Skulduggery's original face flowed up over the skull, snapping into place with a soft hum.
All of a sudden, Skulduggery quite remembered what it felt like to be starving. The smell of hot dogs on the breeze really didn't help. And he had to shield his eyes with one hand against the glare of the sun, bothersome in a way it hadn't been for centuries. "Paddy still has my sunglasses," he realised out loud. "We'll need to go back and reclaim those."
"You don't need sunglasses now," Valkyrie complained, arms crossed. "Your eyes need to twinkle again."
"I'll bear that in mind."
"Also, the roller coaster takes photos at the end of the ride, on the last turn. You should have your facade down for that. I want people to try and figure out how we doctored that photo in two minutes without touching it for years to come."
"And then my deadliest enemies would know right where to find me. I'd rather not. Never overestimate a mortal's ability to rationalise, either."
"There's a photo booth over there," said Valkyrie, pointing down to the other side of the carnival. "Private photos. Just sayin'."
"You were here a few days ago," Tanith said to Ghastly. "What's worth trying out?"
"I don't know." Ghastly's brow furrowed slightly. "I wasn't paying much attention to the carnival. I know where you can buy a My Little Pony backpack, and that's about it."
"My Little Pony?" Skulduggery asked, one eyebrow happily raised again, while Tanith burst into laughter.
"Don't ask. I also know where you can play a fishing game. Or where you can win teddy bears. Otherwise, I'm clueless." Ghastly's puzzled expression cleared suddenly, and he turned towards the two Archangels. "Any chance we could pick up two people at the Dublin Methodist Hospital? They could certainly do with the cheering up."
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What this all boiled down to was that in less than a second, they were in the middle of the carnival grounds, with barely even a stumble. Behind a set of hot dog booths, fortunately, and away from prying eyes, but Skulduggery still felt oddly exposed without his usual hat-wig-scarf ensemble already set in place. His hand brushed the sigil Gabe left on his breastbone, and Skulduggery's original face flowed up over the skull, snapping into place with a soft hum.
All of a sudden, Skulduggery quite remembered what it felt like to be starving. The smell of hot dogs on the breeze really didn't help. And he had to shield his eyes with one hand against the glare of the sun, bothersome in a way it hadn't been for centuries. "Paddy still has my sunglasses," he realised out loud. "We'll need to go back and reclaim those."
"You don't need sunglasses now," Valkyrie complained, arms crossed. "Your eyes need to twinkle again."
"I'll bear that in mind."
"Also, the roller coaster takes photos at the end of the ride, on the last turn. You should have your facade down for that. I want people to try and figure out how we doctored that photo in two minutes without touching it for years to come."
"And then my deadliest enemies would know right where to find me. I'd rather not. Never overestimate a mortal's ability to rationalise, either."
"There's a photo booth over there," said Valkyrie, pointing down to the other side of the carnival. "Private photos. Just sayin'."
"You were here a few days ago," Tanith said to Ghastly. "What's worth trying out?"
"I don't know." Ghastly's brow furrowed slightly. "I wasn't paying much attention to the carnival. I know where you can buy a My Little Pony backpack, and that's about it."
"My Little Pony?" Skulduggery asked, one eyebrow happily raised again, while Tanith burst into laughter.
"Don't ask. I also know where you can play a fishing game. Or where you can win teddy bears. Otherwise, I'm clueless." Ghastly's puzzled expression cleared suddenly, and he turned towards the two Archangels. "Any chance we could pick up two people at the Dublin Methodist Hospital? They could certainly do with the cheering up."