[ In truth, Andyr isn't that upset about being thrown around. A strong competitive determination born in him to get Steve back for it at some point, yes, but not so much that he wants to sour any kind of mood with it. Besides, behind tossed around is kind of fun, and he's sort of forgotten the feeling of it from when he was a kid playing with his dad or neighborhood friends. Not many can actually launch him these days. That's what it brings him back to - the days before everything crumbled. Before the earth fell away under his feet and dropped him down into hell.
yet, not in the way that's just erasing it all, like the luminous sea had done when he woke up younger, left to mull over it later when things went back to normal. here, on this weird ocean planet, he's himself, or whatever frankenstein patchwork thing himself is now, and he's still able to laugh, smile, and go ten minutes without any thought of hapsburg. where he is paddling his way towards the waterfall, looking like some kind of otter creature with just the upper part of his face above the surface, it can't be seen, but he's smiling with a kind of warmth he can't seem to contain. ]
Didn't know my company was going to be a jerk. [ He quips, as he stands underneath the waterfall for a moment, squinted eyes closed and lips pulled back in a grin, letting it pour over him in a way that just feels wonderfully relaxing, before he moves to sit with Steve. Copying him, Andyr tugs at his shoes, setting them aside, and tugs his shirt free a second after, not wanting to deal with how much extra cold the soaked fabric will bring. ] You know we're gonna freeze our asses off trying to get back to the city now, right?
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yet, not in the way that's just erasing it all, like the luminous sea had done when he woke up younger, left to mull over it later when things went back to normal. here, on this weird ocean planet, he's himself, or whatever frankenstein patchwork thing himself is now, and he's still able to laugh, smile, and go ten minutes without any thought of hapsburg. where he is paddling his way towards the waterfall, looking like some kind of otter creature with just the upper part of his face above the surface, it can't be seen, but he's smiling with a kind of warmth he can't seem to contain. ]
Didn't know my company was going to be a jerk. [ He quips, as he stands underneath the waterfall for a moment, squinted eyes closed and lips pulled back in a grin, letting it pour over him in a way that just feels wonderfully relaxing, before he moves to sit with Steve. Copying him, Andyr tugs at his shoes, setting them aside, and tugs his shirt free a second after, not wanting to deal with how much extra cold the soaked fabric will bring. ] You know we're gonna freeze our asses off trying to get back to the city now, right?