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Callum, who had been the color of broccoli previously, spent his time on the rainbow bridge cowering like the scared grown-man that he was. His sister, Layton, was eaten by the whale and from that point on he just couldn’t bare to look at what had happened. Until the space whale seemed to burp everyone who had previously been swallowed and those, like Callum, on the bridge into space.

Not that Callum had seen any of this actually happen. The greyish blond kept his eyes shut tight the entire time. It was only after he landed with a thud that he opened his eyes. Callum was laying flat on his stomach on the violet road. For a brief moment, the violet road was all he saw and even that was fuzzy. Slowly, he sat up, which wasn’t a very good idea as Callum felt the world spin below him. He held his hand to his head, trying to force himself to feel steady.

Looking around, he saw that he was with a bunch of people and the fuzzy ruins of a castle, though he couldn’t quite hear anything. “What happened, where are we now?”

Anandi no longer felt the mellowing effect of her lovely golden color. As soon as everyone became airborne with the deafening sound of the killer space whale (and also omg where is that smell coming from!?), Anandi found her heart skipping a few beats and then racing at mach speeds. What was happening!? Her previous calm was but a memory as she shrieked bloody murder, flying through the air like no human should. Her hair was a mess, but more importantly, the ground was coming up at her awfully fast.

The Indian girl landed with a sickening crack and her breath was forced out of her with the impact. The intense pain was like a thousand knives stabbing into her right arm. What happened? All she could do was to open her eyes and stare wildly at nothing in particular. Tears welled up there and spilled over like no barriers existed at all. One long and wild whine escaped the girl now. She was clutching at her arm, lying in a heap on the stairs of some abandoned-looking castle.

"....aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh..." Another breath, another whine.

(Anandi has fractured her right arm. SUCKAGE. :< )

After all that madness with the whale, Keren was actually relieved when they were all sent cartwheeling through space. She wasn't really thinking about the landing part - just that anywhere would be way, way, way better than where they were.

She was still thinking it when she collided with the ground below. Head spinning, Keren slowly pushed herself up onto her elbows and glanced hesitantly around. It seemed like she hadn't nearly gotten the worst of it, just judging by the state of some of the people lying near her. A few cuts and scrapes, her ears were ringing too loudly to be of much use - but besides that she was basically unharmed.

Carefully, she got her feet under her and stood up. A bit wobbly, but basically solid. "Um," she said, sourly raising a hand and doing a bit of an exaggerated limp over to the princess. "I guess I'm basically fine."

Well, aside from wanting to go home.

When he heard his name, Callum was fairly surprised to find that it came from a familiar face, Felix. That provided him with a mix of emotions. On one hand, he was very happy to see a face that he recognized, but on the other hand he wasn’t that fond of how Felix treated him. Callum was not by any means stupid, but it sounded like Felix certainly implied it. At least that’s what the semi-hearing impaired Callum figured that’s what Callum said.

“It was a perfectly valid question! I know the whale threw us here, but where IS here?”

As for what the butterfly winged woman said, all Callum could make out was the word hurt. Her voice was just so . . . soft, a bit like his sister’s. Callum silently wondered what happened to her; hopefully she wasn’t sucked out into the vacuum that is space.

Looking himself over, Callum noticed that he was, for all purposed intact. A little dirty, but not bleeding or broken. Some might say, for having acted so cowardly, he got off lucky. “I think I’m alright.” He said it as he tried to stand up, wobbling a bit.

If the pain that was shooting through her ribs was not as debilitating as it was, Carolyn would have been so happy that she was successfully planking on a flight of stairs. As it was- That was the furthest thing from her mind. With a groan she attempted to place her hands under her chest and lift up like doing a push-up, but she couldn't even get her shoulders up past her back enough to do it. Letting out a gasp from the pain in her sides and chest caused even more pain and so she stopped moving all together. Crying a little as she lay there.

A sweet voice called out for the injured but she couldn't make herself yell out to let herself be known. As she lay there and heard those around her moving and answering, Carolyn thought about all the things she'd never get because she was dying in space. Dying.

She was being melodramatic as s**t, but she didn't care. The twenty-two year old would never get to have drunken sex again. She'd never get to taste the wonderfulness of a good, hoppy, ale.
Wait. No. ******** that. The idea of no more beer ever had her so upset, she managed to wiggle herself over onto her back and once she was looking at the stars it occured to her that if she moved just right the fracture or break in her ribs didn't hurt as much.

It was small solace, but comforting nonetheless. Pushing herself up on one arm and then the other she struggled to sit up on the stairs better and then catch her breath. Holding a timid hand up she called out to the Spring Senshi. "Here! I think I've broken a few ribs!"

Grant was not much a fan of falling, but at least his ability to take everything in stride seemed to be restored. He fell from the sky as gracefully as a stone down a Plinko machine, tumbling head over feet and feet over head. Sky flashed by, then distant ground. Sky. Closer ground. Sky.

He didn't see the ground again until he hit it.

His side slammed into the floor, and he quickly learned that this planet, or whatever it was if not Earth, was not made of pillows or pudding. It was made of solid, bone shattering, unyielding mass that hardly flaked at his impact into it. It was a rude meeting, on both accounts, but now he felt like he knew what the unstoppable force felt like when it met the immovable object.

Groaning in pain, it took the optimist a long moment to fathom where he was, and to realize that the screaming liquid fire moving up and down his arm was due to the shattered wrist he now sported from the impact. The pain was so intense it made his eyes water.

As if he hadn't done enough crying already.

"If it's not too much of a bother," he eeped out as he cradled his arm to his chest protectively, as if it were a kitten, "I seem to have broken my wrist. I'm happy to wait at the end of the line though, certainly."

It seemed like several of them landed with the utmost haste and hurt something serious. Anandi was wheezing and trying hard not to freak out. Freaking out would just make things worse. She called out to the Spring Senshi. "I... ah... ow... did something... to my arm. Or the ground did... I'm not sure..." Her voice warbled in its tone, but since everyone else seemed to be doing okay... shouldn't she try? She had no idea. Anandi should have counted herself lucky to not have any injuries before this one. The bats could have gotten her and made things a hell of a lot worse.

Was the space whale gone? Could these people in skirts and dresses actually help them? Who knew at this point. "At least the space whale's gone. At least the space whale's gone. At least the space whale's gone." she started to chant to herself. The pain was horrifying and intense and so very real. She looked around and spotted two others (Regina and Grant), who also fell and fell hard. They seemed to be keeping calm. Sort of. Anandi's reaction mirrored Regina's. "Space whale's gone... space whale's gone..."