I don't know, I'm workin' on it, I haven't gotten that far yet-
( He snaps back without any real heat, just urgency. He's only made it as far as go forward in this very strategic plan of his — but the walls ahead are closing in too. )
Son of a bitch.
( Okay, you know what? Now's the freakin' time to shine. This is his moment. Let's do this. He pops out his stupid friggin wings, ruffles them awkwardly. Extends them in a way that's lopsided and clumsy, then flaps — and manages to send himself careening over to one side as one wing catches air and the other doesn't, practically throwing himself into a wall.
Again, with feeling: )
Son of a bitch! What the hell are these things even friggin for?
( So that's gonna be a nix on operation Fly Them Both To Safety. )
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I don't know, I'm workin' on it, I haven't gotten that far yet-
( He snaps back without any real heat, just urgency. He's only made it as far as go forward in this very strategic plan of his — but the walls ahead are closing in too. )
Son of a bitch.
( Okay, you know what? Now's the freakin' time to shine. This is his moment. Let's do this. He pops out his stupid friggin wings, ruffles them awkwardly. Extends them in a way that's lopsided and clumsy, then flaps — and manages to send himself careening over to one side as one wing catches air and the other doesn't, practically throwing himself into a wall.
Again, with feeling: )
Son of a bitch! What the hell are these things even friggin for?
( So that's gonna be a nix on operation Fly Them Both To Safety. )