Mental digestion is a tricky art. Nezha hadn't so much mastered it, or even achieved an apprentice-level knowledge of it, as much as he was hacking his way forward, trying to make things work. Currently he was listing things in chronological order. At least in the chronological order he himself thought it should be listed. "Ok, so I threw myself at the ground, from a tree." He winced to himself. Yeah, that was a bad idea, Nezha. "Ok, never telling anyone about that. Wait, where's my backpack?" As if to answer his question the courier-style backpack that Nezha brought near everywhere he went appeared out of nowhere. The fact that Nezha had leaned back to look at the sky saved him from scoring a particularly nasty bump to his head.
Instead the backpack landed on his stomach with an "Omphf!" of air evacuating his lungs. Ok, backpack secured? Wait, where was his... Immediately opening the backpack, Nezha quickly rifled through the upper layers of covering 'chaff' before finding that "Yesssss, they are safe and whole." Relief was audible in the sigh that followed, tense shoulders relaxing a bit. Ok, that had been an interruption in his attempt to digest things, but not an unwelcome one. There was one thing that tended to calm him, Roading. But this area wasn't really suited to that... Nevertheless he began to untie his shoes. "Ok, so after the tree-incident I find myself unable to move and in complete darkness. That could have been a Coma for all I know. Could technically still be a coma... Ugh, why didn't I pay more attention to biology in class? Oh god, am I dead? No, positive thoughts!"
Removing the left shoe, followed by the right shoe, Nezha began to replace them in the same order with the boots of his Air Treks, stowing the shoes into his backpack instead. "Ok, objective list here: 1, Tree incident. 2, temporary paralysis while that Omni character chatted at me. 3, able to move again as the surroundings brighten only to find myself here. Wherever here is." Tying the last knot on his Air Treks Nezha continued by securing the back unit and the gloves in their proper places as well, one could never be too sure, after all. There were several gatherings of people, and in the distance... were those doors glowing? Getting up from the ground he sat on, Nezha stretched a bit before spinning around, familiarizing himself with the ground now that he was wearing Air Treks again. So answers were a priority. Hmm, well, there was a group relatively close by, though they seemed to be walking away. Towards one of those strange glowing thingies in the distance? Yeah, towards one of those. [color#4183a4]"Well then, I guess I better hurry up,"[/color] Nezha thought and pushed off, slowly building speed and leisurely skating his way forwards.
Instead the backpack landed on his stomach with an "Omphf!" of air evacuating his lungs. Ok, backpack secured? Wait, where was his... Immediately opening the backpack, Nezha quickly rifled through the upper layers of covering 'chaff' before finding that "Yesssss, they are safe and whole." Relief was audible in the sigh that followed, tense shoulders relaxing a bit. Ok, that had been an interruption in his attempt to digest things, but not an unwelcome one. There was one thing that tended to calm him, Roading. But this area wasn't really suited to that... Nevertheless he began to untie his shoes. "Ok, so after the tree-incident I find myself unable to move and in complete darkness. That could have been a Coma for all I know. Could technically still be a coma... Ugh, why didn't I pay more attention to biology in class? Oh god, am I dead? No, positive thoughts!"
Removing the left shoe, followed by the right shoe, Nezha began to replace them in the same order with the boots of his Air Treks, stowing the shoes into his backpack instead. "Ok, objective list here: 1, Tree incident. 2, temporary paralysis while that Omni character chatted at me. 3, able to move again as the surroundings brighten only to find myself here. Wherever here is." Tying the last knot on his Air Treks Nezha continued by securing the back unit and the gloves in their proper places as well, one could never be too sure, after all. There were several gatherings of people, and in the distance... were those doors glowing? Getting up from the ground he sat on, Nezha stretched a bit before spinning around, familiarizing himself with the ground now that he was wearing Air Treks again. So answers were a priority. Hmm, well, there was a group relatively close by, though they seemed to be walking away. Towards one of those strange glowing thingies in the distance? Yeah, towards one of those. [color#4183a4]"Well then, I guess I better hurry up,"[/color] Nezha thought and pushed off, slowly building speed and leisurely skating his way forwards.
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