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killtheanimals) wrote2018-06-05 06:40 pm
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Super Sweet Secret Slumber Party
[It's Thursday night.
Everyone's sick. No one but maybe Chloe is having fun. All that's left is to see what happens first - the death of them all, or the death of one.
But for Cabin 2 at least, all remain here.]
Everyone's sick. No one but maybe Chloe is having fun. All that's left is to see what happens first - the death of them all, or the death of one.
But for Cabin 2 at least, all remain here.]
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S'my research....materials...
[ a hacking cough ]
...don't touch 'em.
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[Gonta's head rests on top of one of the beanbags in his little beanbag nest as he stares at the flowers in curiosity.
He slowly reaches out for one...]
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No.
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Yet he continues to stare longingly at the flowers. Every so often there's a small whine. Like a dog that's begging for table scraps.]
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[ SHE IS TOO FEVERISH TO DEAL WITH TARZAN ACTING LIKE A SCORNED PUPPY ]
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Flowers?
[How do you even have energy to be condescending anymore, Mitsuru.]
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[ VERY LOUD SNEEZE ]
...from thistles.
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Did you?
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[ ....she did not but she has figured out how to make grenades out of mushrooms ]
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[If they survive this, which is- ahaha...]
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[ ....... ]
But the going price for a custom bomb is ¥3000.
[ GUARANTEED QUALITY FOR THE PRICE ]
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He startles awake when there's suddenly petals all over his head, opens his mouth to ask, and a flower falls in it.]
Ah--
[And then he sneezes. I'm sorry about the fact that all your flowers probably went flying.]
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looks at the now-scattered flowers
looks at him again ]
Dude. Seriously?
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[She just gets a deeply confused look back.
After a moment, he also spits out the flower that was somehow still in his mouth. At least he didn't swallow it...]
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[ reluctantly getting back to her feet and piling her flowers in her arms ]
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[HE IS SO BAFFLED but look, he'll even help you gather up flowers and try not to cough and send them all over the place again.
Eventually:]
These are materials? What are you making?
[She's pretty industrious for all of them being half-dead.]
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Research...?
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I make potions. Stuff like that...it'd be easier if I had my [ sneeze ] ...cauldron.
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Potions? Like... [ She trails off coughing as she tries to think through the sick-induced brain fog. ] ...like medicine?
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[ sneeze ]
S'not workin'.
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Cielo is staring at the flowers from his bunk with this look in his eye that really does indicate he wants to touch them. I'm sorry, he's never seen flowers before, please do not judge him. ]
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[ a sigh ]
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They're plants. They grow in the ground. They smell good...most'a the time.
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