[the hurt helps keep Manabu awake, especially as he squeezes his eyes shut and braces against the movement that threatens to make him sick all over again. it's good to not look: were he to see that glassy expanse of water, he'd probably not do too great.
it sucks, honestly. he always loved flying in the jets, in trains--
he flinches at the sound of the busted glass, cracking an eye open and blinking both to process what's in front of him; his stomach clenches as the grip eases up, but this is his prompt to start moving.
with a gulp, he sizes it up, then decides to chuck the bags in first and free up his arms. he gingerly reaches to grab at the edge of the window, unfolding himself from against Grey to hop in. it's a move that demands commitment the moment it's done, so he has no choice but to duck and roll inside the rest of the way, laying flat on his back among the bags with a groan.
he's fine. he even holds up a thumbs-up to prove it.]
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on 2025-01-15 01:31 am (UTC)it sucks, honestly. he always loved flying in the jets, in trains--
he flinches at the sound of the busted glass, cracking an eye open and blinking both to process what's in front of him; his stomach clenches as the grip eases up, but this is his prompt to start moving.
with a gulp, he sizes it up, then decides to chuck the bags in first and free up his arms. he gingerly reaches to grab at the edge of the window, unfolding himself from against Grey to hop in. it's a move that demands commitment the moment it's done, so he has no choice but to duck and roll inside the rest of the way, laying flat on his back among the bags with a groan.
he's fine. he even holds up a thumbs-up to prove it.]