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[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

H-how did this happen...??

[Ryotarou is, of course, referring to the mass of string tangled and wound around his wrists and some of his forearms, hopelessly tying them together. From one end of the string hangs a yo-yo, with the other end is all but lost within the mass. He wriggles his arms, trying to make some sort of headway in freeing them, but... probably only ends up making it that much worse.

If anyone would like to point and laugh or even help a guy out, now's your chance.]

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[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor happens to see this sight and just...sighs and shakes his head, fishing out his sonic screwdriver as he comes over.]

I'm really going to figure out the statistical probability of someone having such bad luck one day. [waves it over the yo-yo strings.]

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[Eheheheheh... Ryotarou just lets him do his sonicking.]

How?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Oh, just some basic statistics practice, really. [BE FREE, RYOTAROU] There! Better now?

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

Well... it's probably not all that likely. [FREEDOMMMM! ... he rubs his wrists and nods with a small smile.] Yeah. Thanks.

[phonomania.livejournal.com]

...How did you manage that?

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

I'm... I'm not sure, really.

[phonomania.livejournal.com]

...You're not sure?

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[He tilts his head just slightly, then shakes it.] Not really.

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

[Chuckle] Wow. That brings back memories.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

... Eh?

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

[Points] The yoyo. Or the giant mass of string. Take your pick.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

Ah... I see. [Looking back to the string as she points. He really can't figure out.. just... what happened this time. orz]

[lamb_of_gold]

[Have a seven year old] Are you stuck?

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

Um... yeah. I think so.

[Wait— this kid looks familiar...]

[lamb_of_gold]

Oh...Uhm. Just a moment. I'll have to take it slowly so it doesn't get worse...[Frowns slightly in concentration, and the yo-yo begins to move of it's own accord, slowly starting to detangle. Ryoutarou may notice a soft gold glow around the child. ]

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[o__o Yep, he's noticed. Also, wtf yo-yo.] Ah... Thank you?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[raised eyebrow of AMUSED ON-LOOKING]

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[Well, at least SOMEONE is amused. Ryotarou, meanwhile, is trying to wriggle his arms around in an attempt to loosen the string even a little.]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

I should get a camera.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto just sighs and starts on untangling the string. How the hell do you wind up in these situations, Ryotarou?]

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[You're asking the wrong person, Ianto. For now, he gives a bashful little smile and ducks his head.] Thanks...

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Once he's managed to get the yo-yo untangled he starts on wrapping it up, giving Ryotarou a questioning look.]

[contract_star]

[=_=] I'm not even going to ask.

[Pulls out a knife--yeah, he still carries them around--and starts cutting at the string.]

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

I'm not even sure how it happened... [He looks grateful as the entrapment starts to fall away, however.]

[contract_star]

Shouldn't you know better by now than to go near anything that could possibly blow up in your face in one way or another?

Wait, never mine. You'd probably have to live in a bubble.