[Crap, he's calling for help. He hates to admit it, but the thrill of the chase may not be worth potentially getting beaten senseless by a staff member or something. Not that it stops him or anything, but the thought is enough to distract Naoki momentarily. In that moment, his hand grabs at air where there should be sturdy wood, and the momentum sends him tumbling ass-over-end. More branches crack and snap as he rolls forward, then down, threatening to land right on top of Toki if he doesn't scramble out of the way.]
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