Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-1524575-20160616204843/@comment-26809040-20161120065502

If Varrus was an exceedingly skilled warrior, he was an equally terrible pilot; he did not handle rapid jerky motion at high speeds well. So, naturally, the giant hit the ground like an unbalanced, nauseous boulder, losing his rifle during the fall, and his lunch onto the sands shortly after. With a groan, the titan sluggishly picked himself up, sliding his helmet back on as his center of gravity slowly returned from whatever new orbit it had adopted.

"Ugh. On second thought, I wish we walked."

Fer took the trip a fair bit better, managing to slow her fall with her glide, and then a roll in the sand. She sat down on the side of the dune, clutching her head and muttering to herself.

"You have no idea how much I hate you right now. Stupid disciple bitch"