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[inexactitude]

[Anyone on deck this morning may have heard a comical scream as Olive fell overboard when the Admiral came in for a landing. Anyone looking at their communicator now can see hair. Lots and lots and LOTS of red hair.]

Is this a joke? Hah hah, this is hilarious, is that good enough? Anybody? Admiral? Bueller? God, Bueller, come save me. ...And bring scissors.

[Olive is picking up a bunch of red hair in her arms, staring at it, and then throwing it over her shoulder.]

There is no way this is all my hair. There are no doors. Just this one stupid window and I am up way too high for there not to be some kind of staircase. Who has a ladder?

[And as she takes a few steps toward the window, she gets tripped up - by her hair - and falls. The communicator clatters to the floor, and someone is trying to curse.] Fudge! Fudge! ...What the--

Oh my God. I'm Rapunzel. With a f--f--fabulous filter. [And face palm. You can hear it.]

[Private to Heero]

[Added a little later, after she. Gets untangled.] Hey, Heero, where are you? Did you stay on board? [Halp. :|]

Comments

[batmanschmatman]

Dick? [O__o]

[worstsongever]

...Okaaaaay, let's start over. I'm Olive.

[batmanschmatman]

Richard, but most people call me Robin. Pleased to meet you, Olive.

[worstsongever]

You too. What are the odds of you finding a really big ladder?

[batmanschmatman]

How big?

[worstsongever]

[Olive takes her MAGIC ORB communicator thing to the window and holds it over the ledge, facing down.]

That big.

[batmanschmatman]

[And cue an impressed whistle.] Not sure I've ever seen a ladder quite that big. Have you tried looking for trapdoors or something? There has to be a way out.

[worstsongever]

I've looked. I shoved my hair around to look. No trap doors that I can see, not even loose floorboards.

[batmanschmatman]

Is there anything around to make them loose?

[worstsongever]

I managed to totally shatter the mirror, there are no knives, definitely no crowbars....So. No.