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“Ah!“ Symbol rubbed his bruised leg, having hit the ice quite hard. Christina chuckled and skated over.
“Need a hand?” She offered down a hand, amused.
“More like a new leg, but thanks.” He hoisted himself back up with her help and stubbornly returned to skating.
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“Ow!” Randy had toppled backwards off of Raz’ul’s shoulders, landing on his back.
“Randy! Are you okay?!” Yashee skidded to a stop in worry. Raz’ul tried to wave her off, Randy had only fell three feet, but he was laughing too hard to talk.
“Raz’ul! It’s not funny! He could be hurt!”
“Yashee, the only thing hurt is my pride.”
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“Oh, oh, oh- Crap!” Gareth teetered on his skates, his legs going opposite directions until he lost all semblance of stability. There was no one on the ice to help him up, so he crawled back over to the tree stump a foot a way that he’d been using for balance practice. He’d learn to skate tonight if it killed him. He’d rather that than be upstaged by Chaos Sauce anymore.
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“Oof.” Yashee landed on a knee after her skate caught on the ice, stealing her footing.
Tabitha giggled and pulled on Yashee’s elbow to help her up. “You okay there?”
“Yeah, the ice is getting a little choppy. Be careful, Tabby.” They locked hands and began to skate to smoother ice, until Tabitha tripped this time, her leg getting twisted beneath her.
“Ah, fuck!”