[He was lost himself by this point; at least an hour of trying various doors, only to try to go back where he came from to find the doors didn't lead to the same places anymore. What a joke; Gintoki finally settles down in an empty corridor where he can relax and hope to find someone passing by who knew where he was. If not, he'd get up and wander some more after some rest if he didn't fall asleep and nap here first.
He really didn't like the space station much, even for the view of the stars. He's dozing, the stars mixed with thoughts of his old life in the back of his mind until the clatter of her hooves startles him out of it; he's frantically looking for the source of the noise. ]
Ha? O-oi, get a hold of yourself--!
[he has no time to decide on what to do, and that means the decision he makes is a bad one; while he was a warrior himself, he hadn't spent any time on horses. Still, people did cool things in like, movies, right? Like, you know, a hero could grab onto the neck of a horse and swing himself up on it, right? And then he'd go off chasing some bad guy --
That could totally work? He didn't want to be trampled; so Gintoki jumps --
--out of all the strange aliens he'd seen, met, and sometimes even slaughtered in battle, he hadn't met anything like a centaur. And because she didn't really have the same neck as a horse, and she didn't really have anything else to hold on to -- and really, he had no skill with horses at all -- he'll make contact hard, awkwardly grabbing onto her waist, totally fail at swinging himself up on her back, and just kinda end up dragged until she stops, shouting breathlessly the entire way with his arms clinging desperately to her middle and one foot up awkwardly on the shoulder of her front leg. ]
STOP! OI, FOR CRYIN' OUT LOUD, STOP! HELP! ARE YOU CRAZY! STOP!
1 - i'm so sorry
He really didn't like the space station much, even for the view of the stars. He's dozing, the stars mixed with thoughts of his old life in the back of his mind until the clatter of her hooves startles him out of it; he's frantically looking for the source of the noise. ]
Ha? O-oi, get a hold of yourself--!
[he has no time to decide on what to do, and that means the decision he makes is a bad one; while he was a warrior himself, he hadn't spent any time on horses. Still, people did cool things in like, movies, right? Like, you know, a hero could grab onto the neck of a horse and swing himself up on it, right? And then he'd go off chasing some bad guy --
That could totally work? He didn't want to be trampled; so Gintoki jumps --
--out of all the strange aliens he'd seen, met, and sometimes even slaughtered in battle, he hadn't met anything like a centaur. And because she didn't really have the same neck as a horse, and she didn't really have anything else to hold on to -- and really, he had no skill with horses at all -- he'll make contact hard, awkwardly grabbing onto her waist, totally fail at swinging himself up on her back, and just kinda end up dragged until she stops, shouting breathlessly the entire way with his arms clinging desperately to her middle and one foot up awkwardly on the shoulder of her front leg. ]
STOP! OI, FOR CRYIN' OUT LOUD, STOP! HELP! ARE YOU CRAZY! STOP!
[gonna keep screaming until she stops]