[Commentlog/Closed] - backdated to morning of handcuffs

[mister_10_below]

[Bobby'd gone out for a jog that morning - joking with Raven earlier about her running aside, he really does need to keep up some aspects of his training. He likes jogging around the lake, anyway, especially because it means there was an ample supply of water nearby for him to work with when he feels like taking breaks

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[stillseecracks]

[Xanth, meanwhile, is just out enjoying the lake breeze. If he could ice the water the way Bobby did, he might have, but he could only let his legs dangle in the water.

As he walks along the sandy edge, barefoot and hair tied up, he spots Bobby. He raises an arm above his head to wave.]

H-Hey, Bo--

[Before he can finish, cuffs appear on the one hand, and a key suddenly pops into his other.]

Buh?

[He stares and then looks up to the figure of Bobby, still some distance away. Does he spy cuffs on Bobby, too...?

He starts jogging Bobby's way.]

Um! H-Hey!

[mister_10_below]

[Bobby looks up from his completely useful examination of the cuffs around his wrist when he hears Xanth's voice, giving an automatic smile at the sight of his friend.

But it fades a bit when he spots what looks like a set of cuffs on Xanth's wrist as well. He jogs forward, to help close the distance between them.]

Looks like I'm not the only one with a new set of really strange jewelry.

[He smiles, a bit wryly, but then his eyes widen when he gets close enough to Xanth, and the other end of the cuffs on Bobby's wrist snaps closed around Xanth's.]

Uh.

[No, really, what.]

That wasn't me, I swear.

[stillseecracks]

N-No, uh-- ack!

[Xanth moves to yank his arm back, but it's just not soon enough. Just a little distressed, he tries to slip a finger between his wrist and the cuff and maybe tug it off. He knows it won't work, but he has to try anyway.]

U-Um, oh, o-okay, this-- th-this is-- new. Uh.

[He holds up the key in his other hand, which he'd very nearly dropped.]

D-Do-- did-- did you get o-one of, one of these?

[mister_10_below]

[Bobby's pretty much trying the exact same thing with cuff. And then, when that doesn't work, he ices over his wrist and hand, trying to see if that helps slip it off. Unfortunately, it's equally as successful as his first attempt.]

Yeah, I did. Oh, good thinking, maybe-

[He tries his own key in the lock of the cuffs, with no luck.]

Crap. Wanna try yours?

[Bobby's not actually all that hopeful, but hey, maybe they could get lucky.]