[nr. Pimp Cabin]

[whothehelldoyou]

[From the Pimp Cabin, there is a slow, rhythmic bonk... bonk... bonk... noise. Then, in a shower of glass, a window bursts open and the triumphant cry goes up:]

--yes! Fuckin' freedom, I-- SHIT

[and then a grapehippo arcs not-so-gracefully to the ground from the vicinity of Kamina's broken window, trailing drool, and lands in some bushes]

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[whothehelldowe]

. . .

[whothehelldoyou]

[p.s.: ow]

[whothehelldowe]

[CAN FLYING RACCOONS FACEPALM? BECAUSE WE'RE. SORT OF DOING THAT. RIGHT NOW]

[whothehelldoyou]

... ... whoops.

[negi_cure]

My~ That sound I heard couldn't have been a window, could it~? I'm sure no one would be so clumsy around the cabin~

[whothehelldoyou]

[new and interesting fact: grapehippos can cough nervously]

[negi_cure]

Of course, I'm sure if anyone had broken something they'd clean it up right away~ And be sure to replace the window before anyone could find out~

[whothehelldoyou]

--o-oi! Wasn't like we could do shit-all else, yo! Couldn't reach th'door, aa?!

[whodouthinkwe]

....................................................

[whothehelldoyou]

[this bush it was made for me. to hide in, and all that.]

--... yo.

[whodouthinkwe]

...

[whothehelldoyou]

... ... weren't me fault this time, yo.

[whomdoyouthink]

. . .

[whothehelldoyou]

[bush may be slowly gaining its own personal puddle]

--... yo, Nia.

[whomdoyouthink]

. . . Are you unhurt, Kamina?

[whothehelldoyou]

--kind've depends on yer definition, yo.

[whodoucheyou]

. . .

[whothehelldoyou]

... erm.

[whodoucheyou]

. . .

[whothehelldoyou]

... yo, Rossiu!