❝i guess we're gonna find out: let's see how far we've come.❞ | day eight (closed)

[ultimarecipe]

Who: ultimarecipe and windheir
What: Someone needs to nap, already.
Where: Promenade park → Land of Departure
When: November 3rd
Warnings: Derp derp derp derp!

Comments

[windheir]

[with John being alone now he didn't have to try and force a 'hey i'm totally fine!' appearance, he had no one to worry about him at this moment. to say of the very least he looked like he was dead exhausted and man did he feel every bit of it. dark shadows began to show under his eyes from the lack of sleep, even the air around him was taking an unusual feel. his exhaustion was to the point he was far too distracted from his surroundings he wondered if he was even looking at this point

[ultimarecipe]

[ oh my god oh my god oh my god

he'd never felt such a strong wind, especially when he was only gliding. gliding meant he used the winds currents to help, and the currents right now where kind of saying GO THE FUCK AWAY so, well. needless to say, sora went flailing. he tried to grapple back to his current position, but even he couldn't fight the wind, so he had to wait.

when it finally began to relax, Sora sighed in relief and went back to floating before him. ...

wow. he really didn't look that well, now that Sora had a really good look at him. ]

Come on, John. Don't lie.

[windheir]

[well he didn't actually hear the question so....

the wind returns with that sort of odd feeling, John barely afloat while he rubs at the back of his neck a little sheepishly.]

Haha sorry, just been a bit distracted and busy lately! How've you been?

[ultimarecipe]

[ 8( jooooohn.

Sora cants his head slightly to the side, the concern on his face concentrating. ]

I'm okay. But you look... kind of sick. And exhausted. When's the last time you slept?