fingers crossed

[eyecontact]

Date & Time: 19th century
Location: Tibet, mountain village
Characters: Madoka, Jericho
Summary: GROCERY SHOPPING WITHA VIEW
Warnings: ?



[faster than anyone can give a thumbs-up for the start signal, Jericho's hair is swept up in a sudden gust of crisp, cool mountain air, impressing the illusion of having literally dropped into the scene. it gives him a little dizzy spell, one which is only magnified by having himself facing a very long fall down a rocky mountain face.

he startles, arms windmilling. WHOA–!]

Comments

[revelation]

[ for a moment, Madoka worries that wind might just pick her up and blow her away as they are dropped into the beautiful mountain scenery. she only has a moment to let her breath be taken away by the sight, before something much different steals it away from her again.

and that was the unimaginable drop down a mountain. ]

Ah-! [ the startled yelp is follow by her falling backwards (and rather uncomfortably) onto the ground. it's about that then that she notices the human windmill that was her partner on this mission. ] Oh! Ha-hang on!

[ and reaching out to try and grab the back of his shirt and tug his backwards, because falling off the face of a mountain is hardly a way to begin a mission. ]

[eyecontact]

[Jericho sways backward, staggering and colliding into her before his feet find sturdier ground. he winces, feeling his elbows jab at the body behind him before he's upright again; he turns around quickly, holding his hands up with frantic apology, grimacing. sorry, sorry!

his hands hesitate, as if she's surrounded by a forcefield. his face twists to say what he can't aloud: are you OK?]