[ Everything in this place shifts so damn quickly. One minute, he's crouched between a foggy wheat field, trying the figure out what the hell this giant skull is; the next, it's shimmering, a highway opening up where there wasn't one a second agoā€”glaring headlights bearing down through the thick mist.
Oh, fuck.
The front end crunches against his rib cage, sends him flying ten feet down the road. His ears ring. Distantly, he hears the tires spinning out. For a good two, three minutes, his vision is white, then black, and then the concrete beneath swims into focus. Ugh. Seriously? At least his bike wasn't flattened. Hell of a lot easier and cheaper to repair his body.
Can't say the same for the car that hit him, though. Logan climbs to his feet. There's blood staining his jeans where he must've scraped half his leg off on the pavement, but no sign of injury remains by the time he's upright.
Great. He squints at the busted car ahead, smoke billowing from under the crumpled hood. Who the hellā€”? This better not be an ambush. He doesn't have time for that shit, but. It doesn't feel like one. ] Hey, you okay in there?
i have a permission slip for this.
Oh, fuck.
The front end crunches against his rib cage, sends him flying ten feet down the road. His ears ring. Distantly, he hears the tires spinning out. For a good two, three minutes, his vision is white, then black, and then the concrete beneath swims into focus. Ugh. Seriously? At least his bike wasn't flattened. Hell of a lot easier and cheaper to repair his body.
Can't say the same for the car that hit him, though. Logan climbs to his feet. There's blood staining his jeans where he must've scraped half his leg off on the pavement, but no sign of injury remains by the time he's upright.
Great. He squints at the busted car ahead, smoke billowing from under the crumpled hood. Who the hellā€”? This better not be an ambush. He doesn't have time for that shit, but. It doesn't feel like one. ] Hey, you okay in there?