Summary: Written for a "Water" challenge over at LJ. Slight spoilers for chapter 350 of the manga.
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Dire Circumstances
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Water had always been too clingy for his tastes. It took cursedly long to dry. It weighed down clothing and caused hair to clump in the most ungainly fashion. In beings of lesser constitution, it caused disease without the slightest rationale. He was thankful that he remained unaffected by that particular detriment.
He'd also never understood the point of swimming in it, when one could just as easily treat it as another obstacle to be crossed by more efficient means – flying, for example. Even if he happened to develop the sudden inclination to do so, swimming would be doubly impractical now, seeing as he had only one arm.
Behind him, the river persists down a waterfall and meets hard bedrock. It is uninterrupted in its incessant cacophony save by twin splashes that, really, he ought have foreseen. These are understandably followed up by wails even more jarring to the ear, originating near the middle of the capricious blue expanse.
He sighs inwardly as he leaps from the solid and luxuriously dry bank. Even if he secretly welcomed the excuse to act, he had never appreciated water.
Jaken would have to be made aware of it.
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