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fandomtownies2018-11-06 03:19 pm
died8yearsago) wrote in fandomtownies2018-11-06 03:19 pm
The Park; Tuesday Night [11/06].
It seemed like a good idea at the time.
In fact, it seemed brilliant, if Rosa said so herself. She had gotten stuck in the bar...literally, in every sense of the word...and, despite her best efforts, could not seem to wrangle herself free. So simple solution: use the mechanism that usually landed her in the duck pond to force herself out of the bar entirely by kicking Seivarden. Land in the duck pond, dry herself off, then she was good to go, returning to the bar without being a part of it.
But of course it couldn't have been that easy.
It could never be that easy.
Because now Rosa was stuck again, but this time mid-air, mid-fall, right above to duck pond. Occasionally, her body seemed to twitch a little, changing the exact position of her fall, limbs splayed or bend, but always just still hovering just a couple of feet above the inevitable splash waiting for her.
Who even knew how long this one would last? And it had effectively gotten her out of the bar, so it wasn't a complete wash. She kicked her legs a little, tried pushing the air with her arms. Nothing. So she finally just grunted, titled her head back with a frustrated groan, then sighed, staring up at the sky and resigning herself to her fate.
Until her position twitched again just as she was starting to get comfortable.
"Goddammit."
[[ open park is open, obvs. ]]
In fact, it seemed brilliant, if Rosa said so herself. She had gotten stuck in the bar...literally, in every sense of the word...and, despite her best efforts, could not seem to wrangle herself free. So simple solution: use the mechanism that usually landed her in the duck pond to force herself out of the bar entirely by kicking Seivarden. Land in the duck pond, dry herself off, then she was good to go, returning to the bar without being a part of it.
But of course it couldn't have been that easy.
It could never be that easy.
Because now Rosa was stuck again, but this time mid-air, mid-fall, right above to duck pond. Occasionally, her body seemed to twitch a little, changing the exact position of her fall, limbs splayed or bend, but always just still hovering just a couple of feet above the inevitable splash waiting for her.
Who even knew how long this one would last? And it had effectively gotten her out of the bar, so it wasn't a complete wash. She kicked her legs a little, tried pushing the air with her arms. Nothing. So she finally just grunted, titled her head back with a frustrated groan, then sighed, staring up at the sky and resigning herself to her fate.
Until her position twitched again just as she was starting to get comfortable.
"Goddammit."
[[ open park is open, obvs. ]]