24.Aug.13, 06:25 PM
Z'jan was a water rat, and a natural born swimmer. His body was perfectly suited for aquatic movement (as much as any human body could be) and he had marvellous lung capacity from all his years practicing... not the mention all his daily cardio-play. Running, jumping, freefalling... though freefalling was actually a passive activity. Technically. You just kinda... fell.
And sure, he was also tricky. But despite all of the above, there was one thing he definitely wasn't.
Observant.
While the brownrider's disadvantages to his own in the water were slight, it nevertheless meant Z'jan could (likely, but not irrefutably) outswim O'wain all day. But those same disadvantages also ensured something else: that Z'jan couldn't, under any circumstances, out wrestle the bulkier, more experienced rider. No matter how hard he wriggled.
As he discovered with a broad hand came into contact with his calf, then slid down as he tried to pull away and secured tightly around Z'jan's ankle.
fuuuuckkk
Z'jan, submerged, spun onto his back and bent at the waist, forcing his head up for air. He took a deep breath, barely able to keep the "oh shit" grin/cringe off his face. He'd need a lungfull. Who knows when, with his leveraged grip on his ankle and the water only waist deep, that brownrider would let him back up again!
And sure, he was also tricky. But despite all of the above, there was one thing he definitely wasn't.
Observant.
While the brownrider's disadvantages to his own in the water were slight, it nevertheless meant Z'jan could (likely, but not irrefutably) outswim O'wain all day. But those same disadvantages also ensured something else: that Z'jan couldn't, under any circumstances, out wrestle the bulkier, more experienced rider. No matter how hard he wriggled.
As he discovered with a broad hand came into contact with his calf, then slid down as he tried to pull away and secured tightly around Z'jan's ankle.
fuuuuckkk
Z'jan, submerged, spun onto his back and bent at the waist, forcing his head up for air. He took a deep breath, barely able to keep the "oh shit" grin/cringe off his face. He'd need a lungfull. Who knows when, with his leveraged grip on his ankle and the water only waist deep, that brownrider would let him back up again!