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[ofstormandsea]

Who: Natsume, Kaori, Muirin
When: Day 119, evening
Where: Various!
What:

[ Tonight, a slightly dirty nine-tailed fox is wandering back into HQ and tiredly flopping on the floor because fuck it, had a busy day getting lost like an idiot.

Over in Sparkles, Natsume is groggily waking up and attempting to fix herself some tea while her apartment-mates are probably still out getting conquered by Prussia. Later on, she's probably out in the common room practicing some illusions and still harboring her tiny finch friends.

...and in some kind of self-fulfilling PB prophecy, Muirin is waking up in some dude's basement... Later on, though, one will likely find her tossing some raw meat to her kelpie in the lower floors, drained and tired. ]

Comments

[tothedepths]

[... But are you waking up or am I hallucinating you waking up.

The latter seems probable.

Likely, even.

PEERING INTO THE POOL INCREDULOUSLY.]

[luxuresombre]

[Stands over Kaori...]

There you are.

[rootless]

[...nine tailed fox...

ker-ping.

PEERS AT CURIOUSLY.]

[inruination]

[Fox lady on the floor, okay]

[Stares ungraciously.]

[clocksandroses]

[. . . fox.]

Kaori-san!

[swimswiththefishes]

[why are you always on the ground when I see you]

...hey.

[besomeothername]

[Flops down next to Natsume as she practices her illusions]

Training for something?

[fortuneforyourdisaster]

[Taking the fox for 500, Alex.

Literally picking her up.]

[anklets]

[She has just about had it with seeing that familiar form skulking inside from the shadows, Lenalee thinks, and with the jumpstart of retroactive worries and concerns that grab her as quickly as the sight. It makes a scene and draws unsavory types.

But it's a relieved smile on her face when she crouches down at Kaori's side, not a scowl, silently saying don't make me worry again.]

You're late.