[he hits the ground and flops over onto his back like a ragdoll, rolling bonelessly with it until he finds himself blinking uncomprehendingly up at the ceiling.
he needs to wake up. recalibrate. he doesn't understand what the hell is going on.
his face hurts, and now the wind is half knocked out of him. he's quickly grabbing for a moment to struggle to even out his breathing, while his sense of how the world works lifts off its track and spins a little bit]
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he needs to wake up. recalibrate. he doesn't understand what the hell is going on.
his face hurts, and now the wind is half knocked out of him. he's quickly grabbing for a moment to struggle to even out his breathing, while his sense of how the world works lifts off its track and spins a little bit]