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[tearsinnajar]

[Parachuting in would appear to be a novel way to be dumped into Camp, and perhaps even a little impressive and cool.

Until one's parachute catches on the edge of a barn, leaving one hanging, as well as dislodging your camcorder and all you can do is dangle helplessly as it it clatters to the ground, breaking its lens]

-DAMMIT. I swear. Never

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[takeme2urpants]

--Ah.

[Approaches] Are you injured, Miss?

[tearsinnajar]

Oh my God w-what in the world is that.

[takeme2urpants]

...

A concerned passerby?

[tearsinnajar]

Of course now my camera's broken.

[takeme2urpants]

Hopefully it is easily repaired.

Do you require assistance?

[tearsinnajar]

I'm hanging from a roof talking to a green tentacle monster. I'm not sure what kind of help I need most at the moment.

[takeme2urpants]

I will make you tea, later, and you can begin your long introspection.

[Takes out a short knife] Shall I?

[tearsinnajar]

It's a little late for me to start listening to my better judgement, so why not?

[takeme2urpants]

Hee! ♥

[Moves to deftly cut her down] You are not in pain, though? Pain other than mental stress?

[tearsinnajar]

[raises her left hand in a 'scout's honor' sort of gesture]

I'm fine.

[takeme2urpants]

Well, that is something.

Are you ready to fall?

[tearsinnajar]

Yeah, I'm good.

[takeme2urpants]

[Finishes cutting her down, then. Steps back to give her space and goes to pick up her camera.]

There we are.

[tearsinnajar]

[lands on her feet and stretches her shoulders for a bit]

Thanks for getting me down.

[takeme2urpants]

Of course. I couldn't simply walk past you.

[Offers her her camera]

[tearsinnajar]

[takes it]

Sorry I called you a monster back there.