[Really, all directions pointed towards that conclusion didn’t it? Who was the man who had brought this upon the class? Everyone but Wada-sensei knew what a catastrophe this pair would bring. Why else would someone goad Takasugi into attending class?!
So, really, yes! It was Wada-sensei’s failure that led to this moment of jerky interpretive dance and resonant slam-poetry against the man. It was a fine mess down to the very moment that Gintoki ambulated onto his own glob of spit. He slid and then suddenly fell face down to the ground thanks to someone's ever so subtle goading.
His body isn't on the pavement but a few seconds before his hand is grabbing at Takasugi's ankle and jerking it forward. His movement is not nearly as subtle as the other's act of violence - but it is certain to be just as effective.]
ROW, ROW Fight The POWAH
[Gintoki bellows, as if to complete Takasugi's strung together lyrics. And as Takasugi falls, he belts out another line with true fervor.]
Touch the IMPOSSIBLE- Break the un-
[And now he's trying to pull himself back up, grunting that line as he shifts his weight in an attempt to stand.]
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So, really, yes! It was Wada-sensei’s failure that led to this moment of jerky interpretive dance and resonant slam-poetry against the man. It was a fine mess down to the very moment that Gintoki ambulated onto his own glob of spit. He slid and then suddenly fell face down to the ground thanks to someone's ever so subtle goading.
His body isn't on the pavement but a few seconds before his hand is grabbing at Takasugi's ankle and jerking it forward. His movement is not nearly as subtle as the other's act of violence - but it is certain to be just as effective.]
ROW, ROW Fight The POWAH
[Gintoki bellows, as if to complete Takasugi's strung together lyrics. And as Takasugi falls, he belts out another line with true fervor.]
Touch the IMPOSSIBLE- Break the un-
[And now he's trying to pull himself back up, grunting that line as he shifts his weight in an attempt to stand.]