Cliffjumper might have laughed - or at least snickered - at the sight of Mirage's awkward pose if it wasn't for the fact that he was still high-strung with lingering fear and his own frustration at that fear, plus aching with the cold.
There was awareness that there was something funny with the situation, but actually realising what it was didn't come to him. Especially when Mirage spoke and he had to keep up with that.
"... Great... That means it's... gonna take 'em a while." Grumbling, he stomped to generate some friction-heat in his joints and then froze at the snapping crackling coming from the ice.
Right.
"I was kinda busy fraggin' fallin', Mirage! Parachute ripped," Cliffjumper said with a grumble, hunching up for a moment - whether from the mood or trying to trap heat was hard to say.
Probably both.
But he carefully scooted in Mirage's direction, relieved when the ice stopped snapping underneath his feet.
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Date: 2014-06-29 12:34 am (UTC)There was awareness that there was something funny with the situation, but actually realising what it was didn't come to him. Especially when Mirage spoke and he had to keep up with that.
"... Great... That means it's... gonna take 'em a while." Grumbling, he stomped to generate some friction-heat in his joints and then froze at the snapping crackling coming from the ice.
Right.
"I was kinda busy fraggin' fallin', Mirage! Parachute ripped," Cliffjumper said with a grumble, hunching up for a moment - whether from the mood or trying to trap heat was hard to say.
Probably both.
But he carefully scooted in Mirage's direction, relieved when the ice stopped snapping underneath his feet.