gonnahavealittlefun asked: This was one of those plans that sounded like a horrible idea from start to finish. There was no way it was going to end well, and Jack knew that. But nothing prepared him for just how bad it was going to go. The branch snapped and gravity took over. The earth moved faster than Jack remembered, and pain took over. He landed in a tangled slump on his side, the net winding him into a cocoon where he lay. The fall knocked the wind from his lungs and he coughed as he caught his breath. "You good?"
There was a terrible ringing in Jack’s ears, which hardly let him hear the question his partner asked. A groan came in response as his fingers worked to try to massage the pain in his head away. “Gimmie…” he paused, not anticipating the throbbing in his head that came from talking, “…gimmie a minute,” he mumbled. He was sure it would pass quickly given how fast he healed — maybe. Who knew with how much this hurt now.
After another minute or two — though Jack really wasn’t sure how much time had passed — he slowly opened his eyes to look over to his partner. Though, much to his dismay, he was met with a very blurry sight of rope in front of his face. Which meant they were probably even more stuck than before. Slowly bringing a hand from his head, he pushed at the ropes, lifting them to see if he could get a better look at his partner. Annd… no. That was definitely a tree branch and not his partner.
"Whyyyy did we think this was a good idea?" his words were kept quiet so as to try to not disturb his pounding headache. There was a pause, giving his head a break from the effort of talking, and then, “Are you good?”