if Joey was here i'd just be like 'okay Joey! lung for the imaginary knife in Daim's chest while I try to stop you'
gjueireeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehhhh
i tried to act it myself but i keep being like 'wait, what if this is confusing, does this make sense? where are they all?'
shit, when the hell did it become 1?! D:
seriously, usually i freak out like 'oh noes, it's so late and it's only like noon' this time i'm not even worried much and it's like
wait, shit, 1 pm already!?!
i read over typos/bits from the bit with the Sindri on
this is all i've got because LOGISTICS
also it seems like rys = fuck, that was sort of accidental lol
ryshe ka petakna = along the lines of you fucking bastard
if we can both have it make sense and be the same thing in our head, then i'll be happy
it's like when you read fic and are like 'hang on, HOW are they positioned? 'except, you know, more stabbing
when did daim get on the ground?
well he was sort of sitting/slouched with Nasrin hovering (not literally) over him, cutting away
so the motion of Sira jumping on Nasrin would have pushed him down, but i'll try to make that more clear
see, this is good! i need questions like this!
i don't think i even explained how they were sitting, just assumed...
yeah I don't think so I thought they were standing
though daim got his kneecap busted in, he couldn't stand after that
hold on just adding it in
how's this? right at the start
i'll add a bit more about daim too, hold on
sorry i was gone ate lunch
that's okay! i'm waiting on dad to bring me back mine
here, i added this in too
at one point Nas crouches in front of Sira, so clearly i knew in my head they were sitting down, lol
does all of that help?
clearly i was too subtle
which is good, and why i have you my BB~
good morning btw
it's amusing that your lunch was really your breakfast
i'm trying to fight off panic about tonight's class by writing as much of this as i can
actually i think this bit makes more sense if he's sitting up...
is the action clear enough? i don't know how to explain it better... :/
DON'T TOUCH MY BABIES