They eventually reach some sort of threshold, a point where everything feels the same although that sameness is an odd weightlessness accompanied by the rush of wind.
Donnie had stopped screaming at some point, running out of breath and figuring it would just be more exhausting to keep it up. He cracks open an eye, seeing nothing but open sky and clouds and maybe if he squinted, a glimpse of the ground somewhere far below.
"Wow..." he whispers, the word torn away instantly by the wind. He carefully lifts his head, even as he remains clinging to the oxen's back. Definitely not the most ideal way to ride, not wrapped over its back with arms on one side and legs dangling over the other. It does make clinging tricky, and falling off without a glider does not sound at all appealing. But...there's something exhilarating about it all. The rush of the air around them, the sheer speed they were somehow traveling. It might not make sense but it's tickling his adrenaline in a completely different way than on missions.
This is...kind of fun.
A weird sort of smile's touched his face, like he's actually experienced some strange nirvana or whatever one might call it. And then he blinks, catching Shu's voice. Oh crap, he hadn't even realized she was there!
"Shu-? Yeah, I'm- Hang on-" Oh yeah, brilliant words there, Donnie, seeing as how little choice she seems to have.
The turtlekin tries to steady himself, carefully bringing one arm to the side his legs are while attempting to swing a leg over so he can at least be in a better position to face Shu. Guh, cows feel weird. He holds a hand out towards her.
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Date: 2024-10-07 02:08 am (UTC)Donnie had stopped screaming at some point, running out of breath and figuring it would just be more exhausting to keep it up. He cracks open an eye, seeing nothing but open sky and clouds and maybe if he squinted, a glimpse of the ground somewhere far below.
"Wow..." he whispers, the word torn away instantly by the wind. He carefully lifts his head, even as he remains clinging to the oxen's back. Definitely not the most ideal way to ride, not wrapped over its back with arms on one side and legs dangling over the other. It does make clinging tricky, and falling off without a glider does not sound at all appealing. But...there's something exhilarating about it all. The rush of the air around them, the sheer speed they were somehow traveling. It might not make sense but it's tickling his adrenaline in a completely different way than on missions.
This is...kind of fun.
A weird sort of smile's touched his face, like he's actually experienced some strange nirvana or whatever one might call it. And then he blinks, catching Shu's voice. Oh crap, he hadn't even realized she was there!
"Shu-? Yeah, I'm- Hang on-" Oh yeah, brilliant words there, Donnie, seeing as how little choice she seems to have.
The turtlekin tries to steady himself, carefully bringing one arm to the side his legs are while attempting to swing a leg over so he can at least be in a better position to face Shu. Guh, cows feel weird. He holds a hand out towards her.
"Can you grab on?"