[ This is bad! This is awful! This is probably the worst thing ever! But at least it's him and not Ken. There's some sort of relief that he feels, tucked in between the folds of 'how do you actually swim' and 'oh my God being wet sucks' and 'please stop thinking about how you're going to die.' ]
I don't like this beach!
[ His last sentence is cut off by water in his lungs. He can sort of stand here despite the waves, but he has other things to deal with. Like taking the momentum of the strange creature lunging at him and using it to redirecting its' movement against him, flipping the monster over his head with a well placed grip of his hand and a twist of his own body. ]
I don't like this beach!
[ There's another one coming up. Two. He's surrounded. Thinking quickly, Allan uses the towel he's been wearing as a cape for the better part of a week to distract the creature so he can deliver a surprisingly powerful punch right to his chest, a wild panic in his eyes. ]
event stuff cause we're both tagging in;
I don't like this beach!
[ His last sentence is cut off by water in his lungs. He can sort of stand here despite the waves, but he has other things to deal with. Like taking the momentum of the strange creature lunging at him and using it to redirecting its' movement against him, flipping the monster over his head with a well placed grip of his hand and a twist of his own body. ]
I don't like this beach!
[ There's another one coming up. Two. He's surrounded. Thinking quickly, Allan uses the towel he's been wearing as a cape for the better part of a week to distract the creature so he can deliver a surprisingly powerful punch right to his chest, a wild panic in his eyes. ]
I REALLY DON'T!