Gyre was not expecting Gail to stop like that, and he yelps as sand is thrown over Gail's head and directly into his face, down the back of his shirt, up into his boots. Fuck.
By the time Gail has fully stopped, he's gripping the other like a vice, and his face is tucked firmly behind his back. It takes him a second to realize the sand has stopped, but when he does, he releases Gail and starts to cough roughly into his elbow.
"I'm fine," he manages after a second, but his eyes are watering and he's still wiping sand out of his nose, sticking his tongue out to get the grains out of his mouth. Yuck!!
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Gyre was not expecting Gail to stop like that, and he yelps as sand is thrown over Gail's head and directly into his face, down the back of his shirt, up into his boots. Fuck.
By the time Gail has fully stopped, he's gripping the other like a vice, and his face is tucked firmly behind his back. It takes him a second to realize the sand has stopped, but when he does, he releases Gail and starts to cough roughly into his elbow.
"I'm fine," he manages after a second, but his eyes are watering and he's still wiping sand out of his nose, sticking his tongue out to get the grains out of his mouth. Yuck!!