( It's clear Rhy is unfamiliar with the threat level he's dealing with here. One does not simply banish a goose. It takes all that arm flapping as a challenge and honks again, flapping angrily right back.
If Rhy thinks waking Jack up is going to save him, well... good news and bad news on that front.
The water does begin to ebb, to slow, to fade as Jack's eyes snap open wide and startled. His head whips around to take in the scene — where he is, where Rhy is, the fact that he's in the middle of a hallway, and- )
Ah! Goose!
( He cries, flailing and backpedaling in an attempt to put Rhy between himself and the gander. Obviously, the goose still very much exists, and it thirsts for the blood of its enemies. Or, like, bread or something. )
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If Rhy thinks waking Jack up is going to save him, well... good news and bad news on that front.
The water does begin to ebb, to slow, to fade as Jack's eyes snap open wide and startled. His head whips around to take in the scene — where he is, where Rhy is, the fact that he's in the middle of a hallway, and- )
Ah! Goose!
( He cries, flailing and backpedaling in an attempt to put Rhy between himself and the gander. Obviously, the goose still very much exists, and it thirsts for the blood of its enemies. Or, like, bread or something. )