OOC: Kay, taking the liberyy of commentating. If I'm not allowed feel free to leave me coals in my usernotes next Christmas.


The ride down that bloody chute had been a disaster. Daphne had skidded around in her posterior for a good minute before she could stand. Hopping up the stairs two at a time, in fear of tardiness, the blond tried to reach the commentator's box without tripping. "I think my knees are going to bruise!"