A GLORIOUS MID-AIR MEETING OF MINDS. Or well, heads, at least.

[robenwizrdharem]

[You know when birds collide in mid-air, and they squawk a bit and flap and recover and move on? Yeah, no. From above you (yes, you) there's a bang and a pair of cries of pain and some small mechanical parts like cogs raining down and then a tiny young moron with a stick and an older moron with rocket boots falling at you]

( Celebrating the most

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[thedoctorisine]

What...?

[robenwizrdharem]

A-ah LOOK OU--

[kerthud]

[thedoctorisine]

[Welcome to Ine's bosom. Population: you.]

Springfield-sensei?

[robenwizrdharem]

[god it's just like home]

--agdshfkk--

[f-flail]

[thedoctorisine]

Here, let me help you up...

[robenwizrdharem]

[g-grk]

--a-a-ah I assure you it's uh really not necessary--

[thedoctorisine]

[I insist~]

You know, I thought this the first time we met, but I can't help thinking I know you from somewhere.

[robenwizrdharem]

[flails some more, but only for a moment]

... er. That's right, you said my name. Uhm. Negi Springfield, ma'am.

[thedoctorisine]

You probably don't remember, but we met a few months back. You were training in the skate park here.

[robenwizrdharem]

--oh! I'm very sorry--! I've kind of, er. Had my head in the clouds.

[thedoctorisine]

They'd need to be pretty far up indeed, if you're being run over by the Storm King.

[robenwizrdharem]

... ah-- no, I meant figuratively! I-I was just walking along and he crested a hill...

[thedoctorisine]

Go on.

[robenwizrdharem]

W-well, I got hit and I guess we just... kind of got bounced upwards, or something?

[thedoctorisine]

Is that so? Sounds like it was quite the experience.

[robenwizrdharem]

Not exactly one I'd rather repeat, to be honest...