[ like ernesto... courier didn't have a chance to choose, nor did he want to. as much as indecision is painful, at least he had the sense that whatever decision was to be made... he didn't want to make the wrong one. there was no enemy but himself in that space in between light and dark, but instead he plummeted into what felt like...
ew.
he practically spills out of the chrysalis, hitting the ground with a quiet 'oomph' and immediately begins to cough. whatever fluid had accumulated in his mouth, throat, maybe even further than that is immediately expelled in what could be considered the worst first meeting ever.
anyway. ]
No... not at all.
[ trying to push himself off the floor is too much. he'll have to settle with sitting, shoulder slumped and ears weighed down with whatever had gathered there. ]
wakey wakey, eggs and bakey
ew.
he practically spills out of the chrysalis, hitting the ground with a quiet 'oomph' and immediately begins to cough. whatever fluid had accumulated in his mouth, throat, maybe even further than that is immediately expelled in what could be considered the worst first meeting ever.
anyway. ]
No... not at all.
[ trying to push himself off the floor is too much. he'll have to settle with sitting, shoulder slumped and ears weighed down with whatever had gathered there. ]
Dumb question I'm sure, but do you?