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There was someone else at the cliffside tonight. Such a rare sight, and at such an odd hour. Most people ought to be asleep by now. Then again, it's the nature of people to subvert expectations.
Oz hums quietly to himself, inwardly debating whether he should approach or not. He watches the young man from afar for a long moment, before curiosity wins out. He comes closer, small boots now audibly crunching the foliage underfoot, and calls out in a matching young voice:
"If you're going to jump, you ought to do a flip on your way down. I heard that's how you score extra points."















