Feb 14, 2011 16:49
I may or may not have a problem.
... [You can probably discern this by the awkward angle Sabin's standing at. It was only a matter of time, you know.]
These new clothes? Uh. Well. Okay. I ended up with these really long, pointy, metal shoes and I got in a hurry and kind of lodged my foot in a wall. [There's... a long silence-- as he grins sheepishly at the feed. He's not going to show you how he managed that, alright? No.]
A little help would be nice. [Or alternatively laugh at him for his misfortune while he's unable to come after you for it.] I'm in my room: number 21. Just... be careful with the door, would you?
!sabin,
!celes,
!vincent,
!gippal,
*sabin