[color=ed1c24][center][h2]Dilloh, ♥ soul of Determination [/h2][/center][/color]

Dilloh had always believed there was some god above that loved to smite people for fun. In fact, he believed there were multiple gods, all hanging out and laughing at the woe's experienced by people below. He liked to nickname these gods the gods of Irony, simply because of how ironic his life turned out to be. Say that he doesn't want to go on this field trip, and the gods decide to crash the bus. Ask for help saving his teacher who is on the brink of death, and the gods do the one thing he didn't want them to do. Wake Mrs. Cassidy up. He watched as His teacher squirmed in her vulnerable position, trying not to panic. 
[color=ed1c24]"C-calm down Mrs. Cassidy. Help is on the way."[/color] As he utters this he eyes shift to the sad state of the cliff, slowly wearing away at the human activity it isn't normally used to. It dawns on him that he probably should have warned the others not to come too close, but before he is able to relay this new information, a girl steps up close to him. 
[color=662d91]"Where's Mrs. Cass--"[/color] she says while looking over the ledge, coming face to face with the victim of unfortunate events. It was a blur how quickly she acted from that point. Finding and tossing a pair of trousers over to him, calling for more help, all while Dilloh tried his best to keep Mrs. Cassidy from doing anything that could put her into more danger.
[color=ed1c24]"Mrs. Cassidy..."[/color] Dilloh muttered in the calmest voice he could muster. [color=ed1c24]"I need you to grab a hold of these pants. We're gonna try and pull you out." [/color]

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