And then someone dragged his sorry butt back to school. [Action post.]

[jonny_talbain]

[Despite saying he was going to be gone for a day, he was actually gone for two nights and almost three days. He walked back into school almost as if nothing had happened. Battered brown leather jacket done up despite the days lingering warmth, scuffed gym bag over his shoulder and a five oclock shadow that looked more like seven fifteen. He looked

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[pkwallstaple]

::Who was this stalwart man, bravely doing handsprings down the hallway? Who was this vision of manliness with a gimp leg? WHO WAS THIS MAN AMONG MEN WEARING PINK PANTS?::

::It was Duster, dear reader. And he was doing handsprings down the hallway. For training purposes.::

::Alas, if someone were to walk around a corner, he would not be able to see them. Alas.::

[jonny_talbain]

[And so, dear reader, this is how Jon met Duster. A cacophany of 'ARG'ings as the magenta hued legs found themselves firmly plastered against Jon's facial region, sending him sprawling backward painfully onto the carpet. Oh woe.]

OI! You gormless little... watch where you're going!

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[pkwallstaple]

::Oh my, dear reader. It seems that Duster is currently sprawled on top of Jon. sexy::

Woah, sorry. I didn't see you at all, I thought the hallway was empty. Let me get up off you.

::And thusly, dear reader, did Duster get up off of JON TALBAIN, WEREWOLF GUY.::

::He held his hand out to help Jon up.::

It is enjoyed very much.

[jonny_talbain]

[...Jon took the hand, albeit reluctantly. He was in a less than sterling state this eve', dear reader, and so the help was, while not exactly appreciated, utilized all the same.]

You didn't see me because you were doing cartwheels down the hall. [A gruffness in his tone belied the fact that he was displeased by this turn of events, if it hadn't already been somewhat obvious to you.]

There are... many, many better choices for doing that sort of thing. Like outdoors.