Nightfall was a very controlled young lady, having the ability to keep up the act she was trained to against many things that broke the acts played by her peers. She was even used to discomfort on levels that would make most children cry. However, she absolutely could not stand (ugh) being seated in a moving vehicle without breaks for three hours. She was just starting to get to a point where her antsiness might show when she finally decides to say screw it and just stand to walk around.
Her plan had been simple. Stand up, walk around pretending to examine all the interesting things in the area, then sit back down when she had made a round. It was a plan that even a fool, a buffoon, and an imbecile tied together at the ankles would theoretically be able to pull off!
She technically didn't even succeed at step one.
Due to a light causing her to close her eyes at just the wrong moment she didn't notice that she was on a collision course with another young imPort. Everything was made worse by a small bump in the road (which she later prayed was real and not a side effect of her imagination trying to spare her dignity) which meant she couldn't correct her balance in time and she went down.
Oh, but it got worse. Her stupid monkey instincts chose that particular moment to overwhelm her training and she quickly grabbed a hold of the arm closest to her - which she realised a split second later probably belonged to the imPort she'd rammed into.
Ah. Well. At least the trend of imPorts not remembering what happened while they went to another world meant she wouldn't have to write a report on this and get an earful from her handlers when she got back home.
PARTY BUS
Her plan had been simple. Stand up, walk around pretending to examine all the interesting things in the area, then sit back down when she had made a round. It was a plan that even a fool, a buffoon, and an imbecile tied together at the ankles would theoretically be able to pull off!
She technically didn't even succeed at step one.
Due to a light causing her to close her eyes at just the wrong moment she didn't notice that she was on a collision course with another young imPort. Everything was made worse by a small bump in the road (which she later prayed was real and not a side effect of her imagination trying to spare her dignity) which meant she couldn't correct her balance in time and she went down.
Oh, but it got worse. Her stupid monkey instincts chose that particular moment to overwhelm her training and she quickly grabbed a hold of the arm closest to her - which she realised a split second later probably belonged to the imPort she'd rammed into.
Ah. Well. At least the trend of imPorts not remembering what happened while they went to another world meant she wouldn't have to write a report on this and get an earful from her handlers when she got back home.