["No running", screams Elliot Nightray uselessly to the wind that Oz leaves in his wake...
Yeah Oz sure is long gone by the time Elliot actually catches up, especially considering he gets tangled up in the (very physical) scolding that probably should have been split between the two of them. OOPS. That's what he gets for being slow... Oz has set up camp near the bleachers to wait in the meantime, since no one else is in the Olympic lap pool, by a small token of a miracle. No one should have to be subjected to Tweedle Dumb and Tweedle Dipshit.
The threat of imminent throttling has him diving for cover behind said bleachers, though...]
Wait—! You can't kill me before you even lose!!
[It's like he's intentionally trying to get himself murdered...?!]
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Yeah Oz sure is long gone by the time Elliot actually catches up, especially considering he gets tangled up in the (very physical) scolding that probably should have been split between the two of them. OOPS. That's what he gets for being slow... Oz has set up camp near the bleachers to wait in the meantime, since no one else is in the Olympic lap pool, by a small token of a miracle. No one should have to be subjected to Tweedle Dumb and Tweedle Dipshit.
The threat of imminent throttling has him diving for cover behind said bleachers, though...]
Wait—! You can't kill me before you even lose!!
[It's like he's intentionally trying to get himself murdered...?!]