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Hey, this is Yosuke. [He doesn't sound too much like he's gritting his teeth - just don't ask how many tries this recording took.] I'm probably in the middle of something right now, so if you want to leave a message, I'll get back to you. Alright, later.

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[So someone only gets the bright idea to lend a hand after Yosuke hits himself in the face!? Well... he can't say he minds the help. Once he's reasonably sure he didn't swallow any of that sawdust, he gives Souji a grateful smile, one that might even be visible now that a little more light is filtering in.] Oh, good thinking, partner!

[He sets his handful of nails down on the desk and gets to work on the rest of the panel, starting to take two or three of them at a time, although whether he's gradually getting to grips with the finer level of control or just bored of standing around in a dilapidated old work room is anyone's guess. A few of the nails miss his hand as they drop out and plink to the floor, scattering around their feet.

But finally, he yanks the last nail out from the corner of the panel with a flourish.] Ha ha, look at that - huh?

[Possibly a bit too much of a flourish, given how much of the panel's weight had been hanging on it at that point. The board slips a few inches down the wall, the narrow glow of the streetlamps outside widening into a harsh beam across the concrete floor.

Then Souji's little vine from a minute ago surrenders as well, and the whole wooden board plummets towards their toes.

(Sure, there's a saying about things not striking the same place twice, but since Yosuke is weak to lightning...)]

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[Of course. He should have seen that coming. The percentage doesn't magically disappear once it's happened once. Yosuke's like a lightning rod of disasters. Still, he couldn't let his partner do everything alone, there's plenty of time he's taken risks in his life.

Still holding part of the cracked board with his hands, he watches in slow motion as the rest of it slips down from the wall, bumping before landing squarely on top of their shoes. He's certain if he had been watching it from an outsider's point-of-view it would be hilarious. However that's not his case.

His eyes grow and he bites his lip from screaming out a profanity, something he quickly learned to keep down with his mother (there was a reason why Dojima was scared of her). That was incredibly painful. How heavy had that thing been? Like a robot, he tosses the remaining piece of wood in his hands on the side, and then just stands there, looking down. The pain continues at each pump of his heartbeat.]

...ow.

[The perfect poker face, betraying the intense pain he's currently feeling in his feet right now. Note to self: buy metal steel toe caps as soon as possible.]

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[It's far too late to catch the board or get out of the way, but Yosuke has just enough time to swear loudly before bracing himself for excruciating pain -

- and then, a confused moment later, opening one eye. Wait, what? He heard it touch down, he knows it landed on Souji, he thinks he can feel its weight...

Experimentally, he wiggles his toes, and finds them all in working order. Then he moves his foot back, and the rest of the board slides off the very tip of his shoe, thunking onto the concrete floor heavily enough to make the desk behind them shudder.

He looks at it blankly. Holy shit. This never happens.

...Oh, right. Souji.]

Dude! [At a loss for anything else to do, he moves to grab his partner by the arm.] Oh man, Souji, I'm so sorry! Are you hurt!? Seriously, we better come back later...