[And later, Rhade decides to head up to the deck for whatever reason. Maybe that he's bored with below deck. The stars are nice, though he's still mostly convinced they're fake.
He's standing near the rail, his hands on it, knowing people are up here because he can distantly hear them walking around but fairly secure in the knowledge that he'll be safe if he tries something incredibly risky. Which he does, kicking off the ground and doing a fucking hand stand on the thing for a good ten seconds.
He doesn't even drop back down normally. He shifts so his feet drop to the railing, crouching on it with his hands gripping tightly. Survival was good, yes. But what was the point of surviving if you couldn't survive risks.]
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He's standing near the rail, his hands on it, knowing people are up here because he can distantly hear them walking around but fairly secure in the knowledge that he'll be safe if he tries something incredibly risky. Which he does, kicking off the ground and doing a fucking hand stand on the thing for a good ten seconds.
He doesn't even drop back down normally. He shifts so his feet drop to the railing, crouching on it with his hands gripping tightly. Survival was good, yes. But what was the point of surviving if you couldn't survive risks.]