"Those are the least plausible reasons for this that could possibly ever happen!"
Okay, yeah. They should--try to figure out a plan. He nods, trying to calm down. "The wreck. Magic--could be something in the wreck that did this to us, too. We need Jenkins. My phone's on the beach, and there's a radio on the boat."
Of course, that required actual swimming with this stupid fish tail, so...
He scowls at Jones. "How did you manage to get upright so quick?"
Jacob tries the same move, and only succeeds in faceplanting in the sand, and twisting his smaller, frilly fins under him. It's entirely too weird that he can feel them hurt--it's still not registering that the entire fin is part of him, he moves awkwardly and it's like the stupid thing has a mind of its own, he wishes he had proper legs and maybe if he tries to use his brain to think 'walk', it'll swim on its own but no--
He's still faceplanted, fin flailing heavily and pointlessly behind him.
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Okay, yeah. They should--try to figure out a plan. He nods, trying to calm down. "The wreck. Magic--could be something in the wreck that did this to us, too. We need Jenkins. My phone's on the beach, and there's a radio on the boat."
Of course, that required actual swimming with this stupid fish tail, so...
He scowls at Jones. "How did you manage to get upright so quick?"
Jacob tries the same move, and only succeeds in faceplanting in the sand, and twisting his smaller, frilly fins under him. It's entirely too weird that he can feel them hurt--it's still not registering that the entire fin is part of him, he moves awkwardly and it's like the stupid thing has a mind of its own, he wishes he had proper legs and maybe if he tries to use his brain to think 'walk', it'll swim on its own but no--
He's still faceplanted, fin flailing heavily and pointlessly behind him.
"Dammit!"