[Yukina gives a firm, quick nod. Yes, yes she's very sure she's fine.]
It's nothing that can't be washed off, I'm sure.
[It's only goo so what's the worst that can happen? The swamp mud and muck wash off fine.
The story is a little different when Yukina goes to turn however. Walking away isn't the simple task she had hoped. Instead she's stuck to the spot which would be fine if it wasn't unexpected.]
Ah!
[Unsurprisingly she trips. And by tripping she sort of... bounces. The outside is so sticky and slipper that it starts picking up things around the woman while simultaneously beginning to roll.
Now would probably be a great time for Mary to run or join the bouncy goo ball of doom.]
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It's nothing that can't be washed off, I'm sure.
[It's only goo so what's the worst that can happen? The swamp mud and muck wash off fine.
The story is a little different when Yukina goes to turn however. Walking away isn't the simple task she had hoped. Instead she's stuck to the spot which would be fine if it wasn't unexpected.]
Ah!
[Unsurprisingly she trips. And by tripping she sort of... bounces. The outside is so sticky and slipper that it starts picking up things around the woman while simultaneously beginning to roll.
Now would probably be a great time for Mary to run or join the bouncy goo ball of doom.]