( Alex does not stick her landing so much as skid across the snow, bounce off her butt when falling on it, tumble forward, roll half on another mogul and taking out the rising cactuar with her board, then ending up back upright on her board from her effort to tuck and roll.
Her speed has decreased enough that the needles shot from irate cactuars are not falling short, but are in fact falling around her, and deflected in a few cases by the overlarge helmet. It's also the helmet that'd made her unable to see as her board lines up with the jump, and she throws her arms out to the side and tries to rise, jerking her head back hard enough to finally see...
Right as she picks up enough speed to have a lame, plausible, jump. )
Why is there a jump here?!
( She calls out, even as she pulls her knees up and grabs onto her board, helping her coast over the heads of a dozen cactuars... and slam the end of her board down in a life through them. )
I don't know if I should be saying sorry!
( She says after a thump and grunt of landing, veering a hard right as she tries to keep her balance and not fall again. It cuts her across the rest of the moguls, needles shooting after her from a few of the cactuars she'd smacked with her board. In a moment, the big flat turn and dip down the mountain at the end of the cactuar moguls swallows her whole, Alex dipping beyond its extremely immediate horizon.
Gorgug may hear the blue chocobo after succeeding in its cactuar vengeance, turning its sights back to the field and large and leaping toward another cactuar with a raptor-screech of an irate chicken. The cactuar goes flying overhead, smashing into the snow on the far side of Gorgug in the process.
The blue chocobo continues to go wild, frustrated at this frozen environment and all the annoying plants or fast-moving people who are not leaving it feeling moisturized and in its lane. It leaps and flaps virtually useless wings as it bowls through cactuars, feathers somehow shielding it from the majority of the worst impact any needles could make. )
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( Alex does not stick her landing so much as skid across the snow, bounce off her butt when falling on it, tumble forward, roll half on another mogul and taking out the rising cactuar with her board, then ending up back upright on her board from her effort to tuck and roll.
Her speed has decreased enough that the needles shot from irate cactuars are not falling short, but are in fact falling around her, and deflected in a few cases by the overlarge helmet. It's also the helmet that'd made her unable to see as her board lines up with the jump, and she throws her arms out to the side and tries to rise, jerking her head back hard enough to finally see...
Right as she picks up enough speed to have a lame, plausible, jump. )
Why is there a jump here?!
( She calls out, even as she pulls her knees up and grabs onto her board, helping her coast over the heads of a dozen cactuars... and slam the end of her board down in a life through them. )
I don't know if I should be saying sorry!
( She says after a thump and grunt of landing, veering a hard right as she tries to keep her balance and not fall again. It cuts her across the rest of the moguls, needles shooting after her from a few of the cactuars she'd smacked with her board. In a moment, the big flat turn and dip down the mountain at the end of the cactuar moguls swallows her whole, Alex dipping beyond its extremely immediate horizon.
Gorgug may hear the blue chocobo after succeeding in its cactuar vengeance, turning its sights back to the field and large and leaping toward another cactuar with a raptor-screech of an irate chicken. The cactuar goes flying overhead, smashing into the snow on the far side of Gorgug in the process.
The blue chocobo continues to go wild, frustrated at this frozen environment and all the annoying plants or fast-moving people who are not leaving it feeling moisturized and in its lane. It leaps and flaps virtually useless wings as it bowls through cactuars, feathers somehow shielding it from the majority of the worst impact any needles could make. )