"I'm afraid you're a little young for me." he said, resting one hand on the bench. This was not how he'd hoped this would all go. He was already improvising, now it seemed he'd have to do a bit more. "And I have pressing business with the Finder."
Then swiftly, he picked up the bench with one hand and heaved it at her.
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Date: 2011-07-04 11:55 pm (UTC)Then swiftly, he picked up the bench with one hand and heaved it at her.