[s1e2] Birds Of A Feather ⭐ Recent

Together, the mechanic and the aristocrat leaped through the back window, hurtling into the smog-filled abyss of the city. Two vastly different birds, finally forced to flock together.

Jax, a scrawny mechanic with grease permanently etched into his cuticles, sat across from Kaelen. Kaelen was a High-Flyer, a literal citizen of the floating Upper Spire. He wore silks that cost more than Jax’s entire workshop, yet here he was, nursing a glass of fermented sludge in the slums. [S1E2] Birds of a Feather

"Time to fly, High-Flyer," Jax grinned, kicking the table over to create a barricade. He pulled a pair of makeshift mag-grapples from his belt and tossed one to Kaelen. "Hope you aren't afraid of heights." Together, the mechanic and the aristocrat leaped through

Jax patted his vest. "The drive, the encryption keys, and a very short fuse. Why are we doing this again?" Kaelen was a High-Flyer, a literal citizen of