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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.]

[phonomania.livejournal.com]

...How did you manage that?

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

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

How?

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

I'm... I'm not sure, 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]

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

[She moves closer to help him out with that] Hold still for a second. [And this will be Jolyne slowly cutting parts of the string with... her finger? Dude.]

[lamb_of_gold]

[Have a seven year old] Are you stuck?

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[He... stares at that for a moment, then belatedly nods.] R-right.

[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?

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

[Aaand done!] There you go. ...you might have to get yourself a new yoyo, though.

[phonomania.livejournal.com]

...You're not sure?

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[He nods again in thanks.] It... wasn't mine to begin with.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

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

[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.]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

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

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

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

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

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

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

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

[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.]