Mateo
Should'a seen what I wore
I had a cane and a party hat
I had a cane and a party hat
One moment Mateo is convinced he's finally going to hit Koa with a water balloon (in his head he's hit him right in the face, and his friend is left soaked and spluttering), and the next, he's in fucking freefall. Slipping quite spectacularly on the drenched shingles, the botanist manages a brief curse in the travelling tongue before he's quite simply gone, landing with a quite unpleasant sounding smack! on the cobblestones below.
It might have been quite a nasty fall were it not for the necklace of finger bones nestled against his chest, and they are already pulsing with light and warmth as he groans and rolls onto his side. The cut on his hairline promptly seals up, leaving him bloody but uninjured, and he shakes out what would have been a broken wrist a moment ago to clamber to his feet.
Everyone turns to stare, of course. At Mateo, up at the rooftop, at Mateo again. And the botanist, to his credit, merely clears his throat, brushes himself off, and strides away into the crowd as if nothing at all had happened.
Mateo styles it out lmao.
It might have been quite a nasty fall were it not for the necklace of finger bones nestled against his chest, and they are already pulsing with light and warmth as he groans and rolls onto his side. The cut on his hairline promptly seals up, leaving him bloody but uninjured, and he shakes out what would have been a broken wrist a moment ago to clamber to his feet.
Everyone turns to stare, of course. At Mateo, up at the rooftop, at Mateo again. And the botanist, to his credit, merely clears his throat, brushes himself off, and strides away into the crowd as if nothing at all had happened.
Mateo styles it out lmao.
I was the king of this hologram
where there's no such thing as getting out of hand
where there's no such thing as getting out of hand
