12th Partridge [Action/Voice/Event]

[my_yoke_broke]

[You know what's horrifying? Holograms. You know what's even worse? Being Ian during them. So when you hear the horrified shrieks in the plaza, it's probably just Ian being carried by a group of lumberjacks toward a GIANT WHIRRING WOODCHIPPER. Suffice to say, Mr. Kolansky is flailing above their heads in complete terror.]

PLEASE NO, NOT THE CHIPPER

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[touchofrogue]

[It's that idiot who works the shift after her being carried against his will...

...to a wood chipper.

Seriously?]

[my_yoke_broke]

... Really? You think so?

[touchofrogue]

Yeah. [Small smile. Grow a spine, man.] Ya might as well.

[my_yoke_broke]

You're right! I should try my best!

[DETERMINED FISTPUMP. FUCK YEAH!]

Even if I'm not very bright, it'll be worth it!

[touchofrogue]

[Rogue spares a moment of sympathy for the teachers who are working without pay who will now have to deal with Ian.

...the moment has now past.]

That's the spirit.

[She's not trolling at allllllllllllll.]

[my_yoke_broke]

[nod, nod!

... Yeah he can't even see the trolling.]

You're a real nice gal, Rogue! I appreciate the pick-me-up!

And the saving thing, too.

[touchofrogue]

[She's nothing like a nice gal. Quit following her. 8|]

Don't mention it.

[Abrupt left turn! Let's see if that shakes him.]

[my_yoke_broke]

[A-and he awkwardly stands there, suddenly realizing he was following. ;u;]

Ah, u-uh, well-if you ever need any help, just ask...!

[touchofrogue]

[Seriously, dude?

She raises a gloved hand in farewell.]

Don't fall into any wood chippers.

[my_yoke_broke]

... Y-yes ma'am!

[He finally waves back, a bit flustered at the reply.

V///V Saved from a wood chipper. SIGH MY LIFE.]