[ A tennis ball bounces off of his head. A squeaky ball hits him in the face and squeaks with all of its dignity before falling to the ground.
Mark is scrambling to get back up to his feet because, wow, things went really sideways there. He was having a good time, but Josuke specifically sounded like he was having less of a good time, and Ritsuka sounded like she got hurt, so those take priority. ]
Are you guys okay? [ Just. Looking around them while they have a minute while the dogs have dispersed. ] Did the basket just, uh... throw itself?
[ There's nothing technically supernatural about Mark, so he couldn't see what Josuke was doing, and is now left to wonder if he's going to have to fight a ghost to protect him. Here. At the dog park. ]
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Mark is scrambling to get back up to his feet because, wow, things went really sideways there. He was having a good time, but Josuke specifically sounded like he was having less of a good time, and Ritsuka sounded like she got hurt, so those take priority. ]
Are you guys okay? [ Just. Looking around them while they have a minute while the dogs have dispersed. ] Did the basket just, uh... throw itself?
[ There's nothing technically supernatural about Mark, so he couldn't see what Josuke was doing, and is now left to wonder if he's going to have to fight a ghost to protect him. Here. At the dog park. ]