[ When Aqua yeets the flute into the crowd of tentacles, he spares only a single glance back, realizing that. Nope. That did jack shit. All they have to do is get off the beach and towards the mainland (it's not as cold here as it is in other parts of Lunatia this time of year), and chances were the octopus would leave them alone. ...he thinks. They gotta stay near their mating grounds, after all. ]
Just keep running! They won't give chas-
[ Oh. Did she just? Oh. She tripped and fell. And now she's got a bad case of the shrill screams and spewing the nasty. Cloud comes to a skidding stop, sand kicking up as he pivots around to look at her. He'll take the time to feel sorry for her later. Right now? He's looking and practically thinking
"oh for christ sakes"
Gross gross gross gross gross gross-- Suddenly, Aqua would find herself getting effortlessly scooped up off the ground as he demonstrates a surprising burst of speed. For this singular moment, he treats this as seriously as any other matter. Aww, he's playing the role of chivalrous knight and carrying her to safety! ... .... .....
Is what could be said, if she were getting princess carried. But she wasn't. Aqua's getting hauled over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, arm hooked around her waist as she hangs backwards off him. It's a good thing his eyes are trained straight ahead. Because if he looked to his left, he'd have...well, he'd have a view alright. Right now, it's Cloud in the hot seat, having abandoned his container for catching octopi a while back. But with his speed, they're starting to lose them as the blond continues legging it off the beach, until the weird-ass grunts and moans die off in the distance. He slows down, before finally stopping, still carrying Aqua over his shoulder.
With his stamina, he's not winded, but his heart is definitely racing after that impromptu escape.
Gotta say! This ranks up there among the weirdest days on this planet. ]
this is so bad i'm crying 😂
My fault? The hell did I do?!
[ When Aqua yeets the flute into the crowd of tentacles, he spares only a single glance back, realizing that. Nope. That did jack shit. All they have to do is get off the beach and towards the mainland (it's not as cold here as it is in other parts of Lunatia this time of year), and chances were the octopus would leave them alone. ...he thinks. They gotta stay near their mating grounds, after all. ]
Just keep running! They won't give chas-
[ Oh. Did she just? Oh. She tripped and fell. And now she's got a bad case of the shrill screams and spewing the nasty. Cloud comes to a skidding stop, sand kicking up as he pivots around to look at her. He'll take the time to feel sorry for her later. Right now? He's looking and practically thinking
"oh for christ sakes"
Gross gross gross gross gross gross-- Suddenly, Aqua would find herself getting effortlessly scooped up off the ground as he demonstrates a surprising burst of speed. For this singular moment, he treats this as seriously as any other matter. Aww, he's playing the role of chivalrous knight and carrying her to safety! ... .... .....
Is what could be said, if she were getting princess carried. But she wasn't. Aqua's getting hauled over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, arm hooked around her waist as she hangs backwards off him. It's a good thing his eyes are trained straight ahead. Because if he looked to his left, he'd have...well, he'd have a view alright. Right now, it's Cloud in the hot seat, having abandoned his container for catching octopi a while back. But with his speed, they're starting to lose them as the blond continues legging it off the beach, until the weird-ass grunts and moans die off in the distance. He slows down, before finally stopping, still carrying Aqua over his shoulder.
With his stamina, he's not winded, but his heart is definitely racing after that impromptu escape.
Gotta say! This ranks up there among the weirdest days on this planet. ]
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