39; (shush i can totally have two posts ongoing at the same time)
[Musebox land is quiet (well, as quiet as a jungle wilderness can be), until there is a distinct scream, as if something is falling, and a thump, as the screamer hits the ground from her fall.]
[Vanille winces, before dragging herself upright.] That wasn't very nice! [Then she looks around.] Uh-oh. This doesn't look like....
.... Fang? Are you there?