[ He blinks at the hand wrapped snug around his waist, then at its owner. This is either the most passionless, or the smoothest proposition he's ever received—he's mostly sure it's not the latter. (?)
...They don't have much time for him to be considering these things, so he pushes any reservations (stranger danger) aside and shakes his head hastily, fingers cinching into Arjuna's sleeve. (...idk which ascension he's at beej does he have sleeves...) He doesn't even manage to get a word in before they take off with a sudden burst of speed, hair whipping clean off his face as they hurtle toward the crack in the memory.
(rose voice) I'm flying, Jack!
The impact shatters the scene like a bullet through a windshield, and soon he's delivered back into the present—
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...They don't have much time for him to be considering these things, so he pushes any reservations (stranger danger) aside and shakes his head hastily, fingers cinching into Arjuna's sleeve. (...idk which ascension he's at beej does he have sleeves...) He doesn't even manage to get a word in before they take off with a sudden burst of speed, hair whipping clean off his face as they hurtle toward the crack in the memory.
(rose voice) I'm flying, Jack!
The impact shatters the scene like a bullet through a windshield, and soon he's delivered back into the present—
—right into the middle of a public fountain. ]