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| so um.
i got an update for you guys on that last problem i was stuck with
yknow tryin to fidn a way to show that person how i really feel bout em an stuff.
downside tho is i think me n lea are kinda...
yknow.
over.
i dunno.
ill
ill be up on the island if anyone needs me. bring some bits of meat or somethin too, my moray buddy is back and he keeps pesterin me for food with nips but he hasnt taken any fingers yet. | |
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| ...Right right, so what do you say 'bout this sort of place when you get here? 'Help help'? 'm drownin' or somethin'.
Curious 'bout more important matters.
Like how to get more smokes. Cause what I got ain't gonna last me much longer.
Tho'... how would you even get 'em down here in the first place... | |
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| ( there is one very miserable looking redhead showing up on your communicator, vatheonites. he's soaking wet of course, and appearing pretty unimpressed about the whole thing. that mop of hair drips with each step he takes forward. since he's clinging to the starfish tightly; his grip on it obscuring the view of his face a little. it doesn't even appear as though he knows what the thing does yet -- he's certainly not paying attention to it, at least.
he trudges forward, leaving a small trail of puddles as he walks, his heavy footfalls followed by an annoying squeaking sound... )
What the hell is this place?! | |
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| [Contrary to how upset or at least melancholy Sola usually looks on the network, today he's all smiles, practically glowing with happiness and optimism.]
Hi everyone, guess what! Johnny said he'd be my matesprit!
[Sola beams at the screen, his glee palpable.]
I want to tell everybody because I'm really really happy because Johnny's the nicest person and and... [He pokes his fingers together, blushing and a little embarrassed but still entirely pleased.] and I love him a lot.
But, um, I kind of wanted to know what we're supposed to do now? I mean.. I've never done this before and I want to make him happy too but I'm not really ready for, like... bucket stuff yet, so...
[The replica's face goes crimson as he stammers through the rest of his video.]
S-so, um, if anyone... y'know, knows that stuff... aha.. just let me know, okay? Okay!
[Still blushing furiously but smiling just as broadly, Sola waves and pops off the feed.] | |
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| [It's barely six am when Anise's sleepy yet mischievous face appears on the network, replaced quickly by a shaky view of what looks to be a bedroom door. The microphone picks up some loud yet muffled sounds from beyond it that become clearer when the young Guardian opens the door a crack and lifts the SFC so the camera and mic can pick up exactly what's going on.
Oh look, there's Peony among the boxes and painting supplies left until morning in the hallway. It seems he's got himself latched around someone's arm... That would be Jade, who somehow (likely through practice and bracing his foot against Peony's shoulder) manages to slip his extremity from the Emperor's sleep-fogged grasp and quickly shut the door in his face before he has a chance to trot right back into the room, though Jade does grumble before the door clicks shut.]
I got this apartment so this could be avoided.
[Of course, that's not much of a deterrent for the monarch, who promptly bangs on the door, albeit limply.]
Jaaaaaade, s'so not cute! S'n'cute at aaall. Lemme'inn!
[Jade's reply comes muffled through the door, but still loud enough to be picked up by the SFC.]
You have your own room, Your Majesty.
[Peony slides down to the floor, still sleepily scratching pitifully at the bedroom door he'd just been forcibly ejected from.]
But 's warmer with yooouuu...
Go away, Peony.
Jerk... I miss the cute Jade...
[The insult is half-hearted and cut off by a prodigious yawn. Moments later, Peony is snoring up a storm right there against the Colonel's bedroom door.
Scene over, Anise brings the SFC back inside and closes her own door quietly, back in the shot with an amused grin and a conspiratorial whisper.]
It's like this most mornings too. I should write a book. | |
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