How did he get from trying to pick himself up from the floor to suddenly being bombarded with cold water straight from the higgledies? Too much squealing and squeaking, some of them even dancing in front of him. Others are attempting to get him to stand up again, but why does he feel like they're laughing too? He wouldn't put it past them; energetic, mischievous things that they are. Not really sure how he should react to being splashed on, his light top suddenly wet until the chest. Roland runs a hand against his face, shakes his head when Inigo offers a hand up. He has dignity left! (Bambosh's own higgledies seem quite riled up too, jumping up and down as if telling him not to make a fool out of himself, otherwise they might look bad. Not that he would understand that at all...)
"I'm fine."
He's not going to comment on that absolutely false statement, it was not at all a fine attempt, and he sighs inwardly while shaking the last bits of water from his person. There are still some water higgledies on his shoulders, making noises and being rowdy, but he tries his best not to pay them any mind. Turns to Inigo while rubbing his arms and his hip.
"Alright, I'm going to have to find a wall. That would have been a disaster with a sword in my hand. Here, try it this time and let me watch again." He'll hand Inigo the grav-con back now, hoping a closer inspection from someone with more experience will do the trick.
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How did he get from trying to pick himself up from the floor to suddenly being bombarded with cold water straight from the higgledies? Too much squealing and squeaking, some of them even dancing in front of him. Others are attempting to get him to stand up again, but why does he feel like they're laughing too? He wouldn't put it past them; energetic, mischievous things that they are. Not really sure how he should react to being splashed on, his light top suddenly wet until the chest. Roland runs a hand against his face, shakes his head when Inigo offers a hand up. He has dignity left! (Bambosh's own higgledies seem quite riled up too, jumping up and down as if telling him not to make a fool out of himself, otherwise they might look bad. Not that he would understand that at all...)
"I'm fine."
He's not going to comment on that absolutely false statement, it was not at all a fine attempt, and he sighs inwardly while shaking the last bits of water from his person. There are still some water higgledies on his shoulders, making noises and being rowdy, but he tries his best not to pay them any mind. Turns to Inigo while rubbing his arms and his hip.
"Alright, I'm going to have to find a wall. That would have been a disaster with a sword in my hand. Here, try it this time and let me watch again." He'll hand Inigo the grav-con back now, hoping a closer inspection from someone with more experience will do the trick.