[Blue scoffs to himself, without looking back; why, indeed? He wondered why Killua didn't just leave... Hell, at this point, he could have just ditched class and gone home to his dorm, and he probably barely would have had to face any consequences (as usual).]
[So why...? Well. Whatever, he decides-- that's his problem, and Blue doesn't want to deal with it anymore. That's what he tells himself as he climbs through rocky woods terrain, stepping over slippery stones and extricating himself from branches-- the rainfall lately has made the forest floor a trap of obstacles and pitfalls, but Blue thinks he's got plenty enough hiking experience to get through it just fine on his own, rain or no--]
[That is, until a fallen log that he's misjudged as stable sudden rolls out and collapses through from under him, the rotted wood catching his foot and sending him tumbling halfway down a hilly slope, shrieking as he tumbles through the muddy fallen leaves.]
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[So why...? Well. Whatever, he decides-- that's his problem, and Blue doesn't want to deal with it anymore. That's what he tells himself as he climbs through rocky woods terrain, stepping over slippery stones and extricating himself from branches-- the rainfall lately has made the forest floor a trap of obstacles and pitfalls, but Blue thinks he's got plenty enough hiking experience to get through it just fine on his own, rain or no--]
[That is, until a fallen log that he's misjudged as stable sudden rolls out and collapses through from under him, the rotted wood catching his foot and sending him tumbling halfway down a hilly slope, shrieking as he tumbles through the muddy fallen leaves.]