The cause of this straight-up wack nonsense (the ceiling nonsense, that is, not the rest of the deathtrap murder competition bullshit) hears the cry from around the corner and brakes to survey the damage. Yeah, he, uh. He went a little wild, didn't he?
With a high-pitched mechanical whir, Kazu wheels back the way he came, peeks around the corner, and tugs sheepishly down on his cap. Oops.]
Uh... yeah, sorry about that.
[He enters the hall properly and lifts one knee to show Dylan his footwear, balancing on the other souped-up skate with his hands in his pockets.]
I got my A-Ts back and I just wanted to make sure they worked. Didn't realize anyone was gonna clean in here. You... need help with it?
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The cause of this straight-up wack nonsense (the ceiling nonsense, that is, not the rest of the deathtrap murder competition bullshit) hears the cry from around the corner and brakes to survey the damage. Yeah, he, uh. He went a little wild, didn't he?
With a high-pitched mechanical whir, Kazu wheels back the way he came, peeks around the corner, and tugs sheepishly down on his cap. Oops.]
Uh... yeah, sorry about that.
[He enters the hall properly and lifts one knee to show Dylan his footwear, balancing on the other souped-up skate with his hands in his pockets.]
I got my A-Ts back and I just wanted to make sure they worked. Didn't realize anyone was gonna clean in here. You... need help with it?