The welling sense of panic from across this...junkyard...draws Kerra to drop from her perch atop a nearby wall and head in that general direction. Her cloak flutters heavily as she falls, and her boots hit with a wet squelch as she lands in...]
Eughh, old diapers.
[Frantically kicking, the Jedi stumbles into view just as Usagi starts shouting at the soda can. A final flailing kick sends a clinging diaper sailing away and leaves her standing there fuming for a half second. The girl can't have missed that...
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The welling sense of panic from across this...junkyard...draws Kerra to drop from her perch atop a nearby wall and head in that general direction. Her cloak flutters heavily as she falls, and her boots hit with a wet squelch as she lands in...]
Eughh, old diapers.
[Frantically kicking, the Jedi stumbles into view just as Usagi starts shouting at the soda can. A final flailing kick sends a clinging diaper sailing away and leaves her standing there fuming for a half second. The girl can't have missed that...
Way to go, Kerra. Daring rescue indeed]
Uh...hey. You okay?