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[The rush of wind pervades the background of the entire post; from the looks of the feed as it turns on, Lee is running somewhere. He's a ridiculously fast kid normally, but now, the scenery is nothing more than a vague, multi-colored blur--the only way you can tell that he's actually doing laps around the Pagoda is the colors of the building alone. He's not quite holding the communicator steady, though; occasionally it does shift to his face--which looks absolutely exhilarated--and the pair of cute, fuzzy, bright orange bunny ears that he's wearing.]
This is incredible! I feel great! I could run a thousand laps and it would be nothing! [He's louder and even more ungodly energetic than usual, not to mention his speech is way faster and more pressured. Anyone who's actually inside the Pagoda right now, you might catch a glimpse of a green blur out the windows, if you're lucky.]
I think I promised I would do something for someone, did I not? I am sure I did. I must have! I just cannot remember what it was. [He takes a flying leap, laughing delightedly; it carries him a full story into the air, and he comes down with a bound to keep running.] Anyone who I promised to do something for, please remind me of it, and accept my sincerest apologies for forgetting!
Does anybody else need anything done for them, too? I will be wherever I am needed as soon as I am finished with this warm-up!
[He sounds a little distracted now, speaking not so much to the communicator but to himself.] I wonder how high I can go? [Another running leap, this one actually meant for power and speed--it looks like he just cleared the roof of the Pagoda, and went sailing off into the trees. The last thing in the feed before it cuts off is a loud, probably a little too excited whoop of glee. Yes, World's End, this is open season for wrangling some free, exploitable, fast, effective labor.]
This is incredible! I feel great! I could run a thousand laps and it would be nothing! [He's louder and even more ungodly energetic than usual, not to mention his speech is way faster and more pressured. Anyone who's actually inside the Pagoda right now, you might catch a glimpse of a green blur out the windows, if you're lucky.]
I think I promised I would do something for someone, did I not? I am sure I did. I must have! I just cannot remember what it was. [He takes a flying leap, laughing delightedly; it carries him a full story into the air, and he comes down with a bound to keep running.] Anyone who I promised to do something for, please remind me of it, and accept my sincerest apologies for forgetting!
Does anybody else need anything done for them, too? I will be wherever I am needed as soon as I am finished with this warm-up!
[He sounds a little distracted now, speaking not so much to the communicator but to himself.] I wonder how high I can go? [Another running leap, this one actually meant for power and speed--it looks like he just cleared the roof of the Pagoda, and went sailing off into the trees. The last thing in the feed before it cuts off is a loud, probably a little too excited whoop of glee. Yes, World's End, this is open season for wrangling some free, exploitable, fast, effective labor.]