[ the route seems feasible enough, even if it's not the most preferred. he definitely would rather not lose his balance somehow and just plummet to the other side fo the room, especially if the place is as abandoned as it seems, but it's this or black nothingness, so.
he takes a slow breath and prepares himself. then, with his cane and george held to his chest and side, he slips on through.
only to find everything flipping on him (again). he yelps as his own weight is thrown over himself, and he ends up on his stomach (in severe pain) with a defeated groan. ] Fuck, fuck, fuck.
[ he whines under his breath as he rolls himself onto his back, noticing the unmoving furniture then and more than grateful it didn't all didn't come crashing down on him. ]
When is my white rabbit going to save me? [ he grouses and gradually pulls himself upright. he doesn't think he's popped any stitches, but it still fucking hurts. ] God, even Alice would do.
[ especially if it's the alice he knows because he's sure she'd be able to figure this shit out a whole faster. and help him from not popping anything, stitches or otherwise. ]
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he takes a slow breath and prepares himself. then, with his cane and george held to his chest and side, he slips on through.
only to find everything flipping on him (again). he yelps as his own weight is thrown over himself, and he ends up on his stomach (in severe pain) with a defeated groan. ] Fuck, fuck, fuck.
[ he whines under his breath as he rolls himself onto his back, noticing the unmoving furniture then and more than grateful it didn't all didn't come crashing down on him. ]
When is my white rabbit going to save me? [ he grouses and gradually pulls himself upright. he doesn't think he's popped any stitches, but it still fucking hurts. ] God, even Alice would do.
[ especially if it's the alice he knows because he's sure she'd be able to figure this shit out a whole faster. and help him from not popping anything, stitches or otherwise. ]