[ Akira's still bobbing along on his own not-at-all-phallic-looking-flotation device, from where he'd managed to grab one when he first arrived and come across the steadily rising tide.
He's managed to keep himself as close to the coast as he can, with some practised and totally elegant, obviously, flailing when the current starts pulling him away.
But for the most part, he's just been... floating. His trousers are a lost cause, so his legs have just been dangling in the ocean and getting hideously drenched, and he's been periodically propping himself up on his elbows to try and catch sight of ... anyone, really. But seeing someone he did actually recognise?
high tide hang ten
He's managed to keep himself as close to the coast as he can, with some practised and totally elegant, obviously, flailing when the current starts pulling him away.
But for the most part, he's just been... floating. His trousers are a lost cause, so his legs have just been dangling in the ocean and getting hideously drenched, and he's been periodically propping himself up on his elbows to try and catch sight of ... anyone, really. But seeing someone he did actually recognise?
Bonus. ]
If you don't know then how am I supposed to?
[ Who's the brains of this operation? ]