[she's still flailing her arms like a maniac. she's fairly certain some of the equipment moved an inch, judging by the creaking of metal, but just as she's about to get excited about that, the equipment sinks deeper into the hole and she's even worse off than she started.
cue the hysterical growling and dirt kicking.] It. Won't. Move. This stupid inferior equipment... GRRRR. [she points at it, and it's not clear if she's talking to him or just yelling in general.] OBEY MY COMMANDS.
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cue the hysterical growling and dirt kicking.] It. Won't. Move. This stupid inferior equipment... GRRRR. [she points at it, and it's not clear if she's talking to him or just yelling in general.] OBEY MY COMMANDS.