[Captain Hammer's journal, again tucked open in one of his cargo pockets, is picking up some interesting sounds from the second floor. There's huffing and puffing, grunts, and the occasional CRASH!, usually followed by more grumblings.]
[Periodically, some of the grumblings will actually be intelligible.]
I'll figure this curse out, one way or another.
[More huffing, grunts, a moment of silence, and then another loud CRASH!]
Oops.
[[ooc; Oh lookie, Hammer's discovered his
Loss, but he hasn't quite figured it out yet!]]