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In response to
"percent of gravity. -- nm"
by
Reagen
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*whistling...carrying a ladder over my shoulder and a dead mudshark in one hand...
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wandering through the crowd, occasionally looking up to make sure Reagen hasn't moved...nodding to myself as I see him there...finally making my way to him...bending down to set the mudshark on the ground for a moment I carefully also set the ladder in place...positioning it in from of him...securing it in place, giving it a few test shakes until I'm satisfied that it's secure...I reach down to retrieve the mudshark and slowly...carefully move up the ladder eventually scaling Reagen until I get to the top of the ladder...with my free hand I poke him in the face to get his attention, waiting until he ceases a conversation and turns to face me eye ball to eye ball...I wave and smile...pause and then...
slap him along side the head with the mudshark...scales flying (do mudsharks have scales? I don't care. Go with it)...a startled Reagen recoiling in horror*
Don't do that again.
*carefully, with two hands now, dismounting the ladder...getting to the bottom I uproot it, sling it over my shoulder and wander out*
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