[ Video ] Week 1 Day 7
[OOC: Occurs about half an hour after this. Might be played out slower/later than that, however. HELLO, TYPHOID! ]
[ The earth is falling upwards and the sky is coming down.
The ground is rocky and hard below as it hurtles towards the screen, and then it smashes, bounces. Ricochets and rolls onto its side.
Kakashi falls a second later. Crashes, right into that ground, all the breath going out of his lungs and there are shakes going all the way through him and the world is coming apart. In pieces, shivery and cold and it is winter now, but his breath is not freezing in the air. The ground is ice under his cheek, and his vision is too sharp and blurred at once. He squints, grunts. Tries to get up but his limbs are lead and they aren't moving.
Or they are, but it's taking too long.
His teacher is lying broken somewhere and Kakashi needs to get up.
Needs to move. Needs to--
He feels like he's being stabbed and it goes all the way through. Right at the pit of his stomach and it's twisting, this hot, frigid thing that sinks its claws in and wrenches apart, mashing up his insides. Rips them out and puts them back in. Rips them out and he's curling onto his side--
Get up.
He does.
The ground meets him again a second later.
His world goes black. ]
[ The earth is falling upwards and the sky is coming down.
The ground is rocky and hard below as it hurtles towards the screen, and then it smashes, bounces. Ricochets and rolls onto its side.
Kakashi falls a second later. Crashes, right into that ground, all the breath going out of his lungs and there are shakes going all the way through him and the world is coming apart. In pieces, shivery and cold and it is winter now, but his breath is not freezing in the air. The ground is ice under his cheek, and his vision is too sharp and blurred at once. He squints, grunts. Tries to get up but his limbs are lead and they aren't moving.
Or they are, but it's taking too long.
His teacher is lying broken somewhere and Kakashi needs to get up.
Needs to move. Needs to--
He feels like he's being stabbed and it goes all the way through. Right at the pit of his stomach and it's twisting, this hot, frigid thing that sinks its claws in and wrenches apart, mashing up his insides. Rips them out and puts them back in. Rips them out and he's curling onto his side--
Get up.
He does.
The ground meets him again a second later.
His world goes black. ]