The grip Tidus has on his sleeve makes it harder for his opposite arm to grab hold of the back of his shirt, uncertain of how to stand on both feet when the elevation takes him off-guard. One can never truly be prepared to be propelled up into the air, wave-surfing on solid ground. But to Tidus's credit, they grow stable faster than past experience would have him believe. Before he knows it, they're crossing vast distances, flying high over the ground, their hair whipping behind them.
"You make a good co-captain there, Gibbs!" He proclaims loudly, against the splash of the violent torrent. Mission aside, he allows himself a bit of fun, slowly letting go of Tidus's shirt and using his own weight to balance carefully against the pressure of the water, now grown solid to the touch. A small laugh escapes his lips, thoroughly impressed.
When they close the landing, Roland isn't sure of how it'll go now that they've gotten more experience with the technique. He holds the back of Tidus's shirt again, glancing at the guy waiting for any particular instruction.
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The grip Tidus has on his sleeve makes it harder for his opposite arm to grab hold of the back of his shirt, uncertain of how to stand on both feet when the elevation takes him off-guard. One can never truly be prepared to be propelled up into the air, wave-surfing on solid ground. But to Tidus's credit, they grow stable faster than past experience would have him believe. Before he knows it, they're crossing vast distances, flying high over the ground, their hair whipping behind them.
"You make a good co-captain there, Gibbs!" He proclaims loudly, against the splash of the violent torrent. Mission aside, he allows himself a bit of fun, slowly letting go of Tidus's shirt and using his own weight to balance carefully against the pressure of the water, now grown solid to the touch. A small laugh escapes his lips, thoroughly impressed.
When they close the landing, Roland isn't sure of how it'll go now that they've gotten more experience with the technique. He holds the back of Tidus's shirt again, glancing at the guy waiting for any particular instruction.
"Any time now...!"