Kapowne
Into Zanarkand
Desmond Marlow
Desmond was more terrified than he had ever been in his life. He sat inside a veritable wooden gerbil ball, responsible for keeping the thing together as they launched themselves through the sky, propelled with screams so loud they could blast apart their ear drums.... did I really help come up with this plan? Desmond thought, chiding himself for the audacity he dared to show.... we could seriously die here today... he could see the nerves on everyone else’s face as Chris prepared himself for take off, though none were more nervous than he. Desmond gripped the wood around him tightly, focusing on his quirk, memorizing the steps necessary to make this work. He had already reduced the cages weight and his own pre take off, but once they had reached the apex, he would increase the weight as fast as he could before they landed.
Desmond heard Chris’s instructions as a mumble through his ear plugs, though his nerves kicked into overdrive as he heard Chris say “It'll be easy enough to launch regardless of how many times we land”
We’re going to land multiple times? Desmond thought incredulously.... he was nervous enough about one major landing, but multiple lesser ones? That changed everything! Not only would he have to change the weight by a significant amount, though to a lesser extent, he would have to do it several times!
Desmond opened his mouth to object once he fully understood the situation, but his internal monologue had taken too long, Chris was counting down! Desmond focused grit his teeth and focused on the new objective at hand.
The first launch was jarring, his stomach rolled and flipped as air wooshed about their little wooden ball. Desmond felt them reach their apex and activated his quirk. Adding as much weight as he could to the outer cage. 5,10,15.... too slow! Desmond grit his teeth harder, pushing his quirk as hard as he could. 50, 90,150, more! Desmond demanded of himself as he saw the ground quickly approaching. 300, 400, 450 they slammed into ground followed by another, louder scream from Chris. Desmond had to now reduce the weight even faster than he’d had to add it! His vision blurred as his heart raced in his chest, the weight returning to something Chris could propel easier.
Desmond did his best to repeat this process. But even just the first had taken so much out of him. His fight or flight response was pushing him well beyond his normal limitations, resulting in Desmond Clinging to consciousness. Demanding that he finish the task at hand. His quirk, the only thing he believed at present could increase the mass of the cage to protect them from spilling out all over the ground. Luckily they had Sabrina to help increase the velocity of their decent, which made it easier for Chris to keep the ball moving.
Successfully rebounding the first time, and soon to be a second, Desmond, and all the students were caught off guard by the near instantaneous consumption by some insanely large creature! Though Desmond didn’t realize that fact, as his vision went dark, he assumed he was passing out from over exertion of his quirk. Though, he was still thinking, which must have meant he wasn’t unconscious, but... blind?
“Hey guys.... what just happened?” Desmond asked, wiping copious amounts of sweat from his forehead.
A loud crunch sound echoed through their ears as the massive snake chomped down of the immense weight of the wooden cage, small splinters springing forth all around them.
Desmond was more terrified than he had ever been in his life. He sat inside a veritable wooden gerbil ball, responsible for keeping the thing together as they launched themselves through the sky, propelled with screams so loud they could blast apart their ear drums.... did I really help come up with this plan? Desmond thought, chiding himself for the audacity he dared to show.... we could seriously die here today... he could see the nerves on everyone else’s face as Chris prepared himself for take off, though none were more nervous than he. Desmond gripped the wood around him tightly, focusing on his quirk, memorizing the steps necessary to make this work. He had already reduced the cages weight and his own pre take off, but once they had reached the apex, he would increase the weight as fast as he could before they landed.
Desmond heard Chris’s instructions as a mumble through his ear plugs, though his nerves kicked into overdrive as he heard Chris say “It'll be easy enough to launch regardless of how many times we land”
We’re going to land multiple times? Desmond thought incredulously.... he was nervous enough about one major landing, but multiple lesser ones? That changed everything! Not only would he have to change the weight by a significant amount, though to a lesser extent, he would have to do it several times!
Desmond opened his mouth to object once he fully understood the situation, but his internal monologue had taken too long, Chris was counting down! Desmond focused grit his teeth and focused on the new objective at hand.
The first launch was jarring, his stomach rolled and flipped as air wooshed about their little wooden ball. Desmond felt them reach their apex and activated his quirk. Adding as much weight as he could to the outer cage. 5,10,15.... too slow! Desmond grit his teeth harder, pushing his quirk as hard as he could. 50, 90,150, more! Desmond demanded of himself as he saw the ground quickly approaching. 300, 400, 450 they slammed into ground followed by another, louder scream from Chris. Desmond had to now reduce the weight even faster than he’d had to add it! His vision blurred as his heart raced in his chest, the weight returning to something Chris could propel easier.
Desmond did his best to repeat this process. But even just the first had taken so much out of him. His fight or flight response was pushing him well beyond his normal limitations, resulting in Desmond Clinging to consciousness. Demanding that he finish the task at hand. His quirk, the only thing he believed at present could increase the mass of the cage to protect them from spilling out all over the ground. Luckily they had Sabrina to help increase the velocity of their decent, which made it easier for Chris to keep the ball moving.
Successfully rebounding the first time, and soon to be a second, Desmond, and all the students were caught off guard by the near instantaneous consumption by some insanely large creature! Though Desmond didn’t realize that fact, as his vision went dark, he assumed he was passing out from over exertion of his quirk. Though, he was still thinking, which must have meant he wasn’t unconscious, but... blind?
“Hey guys.... what just happened?” Desmond asked, wiping copious amounts of sweat from his forehead.
A loud crunch sound echoed through their ears as the massive snake chomped down of the immense weight of the wooden cage, small splinters springing forth all around them.