gotta do it in the penthouse
that's where I keep my pen
If he could sigh right now, he would be doing so. Melodramatically. Unfortunately, as he had discovered too well in the last few months, sand does not have the ability to sigh. Honestly, someone should fix that. Very shortsighted, in his humble opinion. Of course, sand shouldn’t have thoughts either, but he wasn’t going to go there right now. That just led to too many questions he really probably didn’t want answers to.
The other side-effect he hadn’t counted on? There was simply no telling where he might end up. Of course, to him, it was actually something of a boon. He’d accidentally ended up in some very interesting places. And, well, as a young man with a somewhat questionable sense of humor, he finds this understandably intriguing. More so than he likely should.
In any case, when he finally does coalesce back together, he finds himself a few feet above ground and falling into an unceremonious heap nearly right over the top of someone else. “Shit!” he yelps, dark legs flailing as he tries, somewhat gracelessly, to right himself.
Good thing mom couldn’t hear him right now. She would not appreciate his language. Oops.
When he finally does manage to get himself righted and to his feet, he whips around to grin sheepishly at the hapless standerby. At least, until he recognizes her. Then his grin widens in delight.
“Imagine bumping to you here in the…” his voice trails of as he glances around, attempting unsuccessfully to determine their location, “here.” Trees. More trees. Water. “River! Right? Maybe? Yeah? Cool.”
Calm, cool, concise. That’s Cassian. For sure.
Cassian
@[lilliana]