[He blinks his eyes rapidly, like someone that can barely stay conscious, trying to focus on Jon and then the weird blue manta ray form. His brain is having trouble reconciling seeing through both at the same time so it seems like he has to focus more on one or the other. Focusing on his actual eyes makes the manta ray - and his limited vision through it - dim. Focusing on maintaining the ray and seeing through it makes his real vision dim. It seems one or the other, and neither's great while he's doing it.]
S'new. For me. Too.
[The words are almost ground out.]
This. Magical. Crap.
[He stops trying to see through his normal eyes, stops trying to move his body, and the manta ray glows bright, swooping around the room experimentally. It sweeps in close towards the two of them, briefly, and Harper manages to reach a shaking hand up to pass some of his fingers through it. The strange sensation cannot be described but it tells him what he needs to know.]
That's. Me. Somehow. Outside...outside me. At the. Same time.
[It's somehow him, too, like he's split apart from himself - but it still feels attached, feels like it can be drawn back in, once whatever-it-is dissipates.]
No. Freakin'. Clue. How I'm. Doing this.
[The ray starts smashing against the wall again, making genuine progress knocking stones out of the way.]
But I'll. Get. The Door.
[His eyes roll back in his head, like he can barely keep his body conscious, meaning body is helpless in the meantime, which...is not a good thing. The ray can't do everything at once and doesn't have great senses, either.]
[It doesn't see as another arm starts crawling into the room on its fingers. Then, unnaturally fast - fast in a way that's otherworldly and straight out of a goddamn horror movie - the arm stretches, suddenly, unnaturally long. Harper's ankle is the closest thing to it. It grabs. And yanks! Sliding him towards the tunnels and the waiting dark.]
o lord another hand
S'new. For me. Too.
[The words are almost ground out.]
This. Magical. Crap.
[He stops trying to see through his normal eyes, stops trying to move his body, and the manta ray glows bright, swooping around the room experimentally. It sweeps in close towards the two of them, briefly, and Harper manages to reach a shaking hand up to pass some of his fingers through it. The strange sensation cannot be described but it tells him what he needs to know.]
That's. Me. Somehow. Outside...outside me. At the. Same time.
[It's somehow him, too, like he's split apart from himself - but it still feels attached, feels like it can be drawn back in, once whatever-it-is dissipates.]
No. Freakin'. Clue. How I'm. Doing this.
[The ray starts smashing against the wall again, making genuine progress knocking stones out of the way.]
But I'll. Get. The Door.
[His eyes roll back in his head, like he can barely keep his body conscious, meaning body is helpless in the meantime, which...is not a good thing. The ray can't do everything at once and doesn't have great senses, either.]
[It doesn't see as another arm starts crawling into the room on its fingers. Then, unnaturally fast - fast in a way that's otherworldly and straight out of a goddamn horror movie - the arm stretches, suddenly, unnaturally long. Harper's ankle is the closest thing to it. It grabs. And yanks! Sliding him towards the tunnels and the waiting dark.]