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Who: EVERYONE!
When: Day 19, Late Afternoon
Where: All the Apartments. All of them.
What: Becca's bringing around flower arrangements!

[Please put your apartment letter in the subject line and reply to that thread if someone's already answered the door for your apartment. Thanks!]

[Becca's making trips to all the apartments. Since people are in and out of the shrine room, she knocks on one of the bedroom doors in apartment A. Otherwise, she knocks on the hallway door of every apartment. Even apartment E.]

Housekeeping! This'll be quick~!

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[there are no fine things in life except tea and cakes and pastries, Messanger. none.]

You still expect to be coddled and pitied? If you don't like what you're turning into, then don't act like that. It's that simple. Instead of waiting for people to offer you their hand, stop crying and pick yourself up. Isn't it time you grew up already?

[WHAT DO I DO WITH CRYING?

Turns to CIEL.] What do-

[... no bad idea.]

... No, I'm fairly certain that is NOT the way to stop crying.

Don't you think that's enough, Ciel Phantomhive?

[shouting through her sobbing, which is real this time]

You're a horrible little brat, you know that? I'm older than you, don't act like you've got all this experience and know everything! I've been on my own longer than you know, I've taken care of myself by myself and raised a little brother. You're the one who's been coddled all your life, you stupid little rich boy!

[Okay. Yes.

LOOKING AT CHRONO, A LITTLE DESPERATELY.]

[Whup, running interference :X WARNING LOOK IN CIEL'S DIRECTION]

Hey...Becca, it's alright. There are some pretty strong opinions clashing here and it's just coming out a lot harsher than it needs to. Come with me for a minute? You look like you could use some air.

Edited 2012-02-04 18:47 (UTC)

[Ptou and Becca settle to the ground as their gravity returns. He looks over at Chrono sheepishly and lets go of her hand.]

... Sorry.

[sorry chrono there is a smacking to be done]

And yet I'm not the one who's on the floor crying over something so irrelevant. Make good use of these two's kindness, you might just die without people giving you the attention you so desperately crave.

[Oh my god you do not understand the concept of DEFUSE A CRYING TEENAGE GIRL]

Ciel. Be quiet.

[MAYBE I DON'T CARE ABOUT DEFUSING IT]

Hmpf.

[FUCK IT I'M GOING AFTER CIEL AGAIN I'M GONNA CLAW HIS GOOD EYE OUT]

[Ohhh my god. Scruffing Ciel and dragging him away, putting himself between you two.]

Becca, please...

THAT LITTLE SHIT HE DOESN'T KNOW ANYTHING HE'S TAKEN ADVANTAGE OF MY GOOD WILL AND HE BROKE THE VASE OF FLOWERS I BROUGHT YOU GUYS AND THIS IS THE LAST STRAW I--

[She suddenly cuts off, struggling to breathe. She puts her hands over her heart, her face going pale.]

[Right. Well. ...Looking around for Maria seems like a good preemptive measure.]

...

That doesn't seem right. I mean, on a purely biological note, I'm fairly certain that's not the usual endpoint of rage.

...

Should... Do we have aspirin yet?

[And passing out now. Anyone who checks...she's not breathing and her heart isn't beating.]

[C-catches.

... and it's a second... no clue about the heart thing, but the BREATHING is obvious.]

...

I... She's just broke?

[I notice the heartbeat, at least. Taking her from you, oddly calm, though his voice is terse.]

Messenger, go find Maria.

Yes. Right. Going!

[BOLTS.]

[And suddenly her heart is beating again! She gasps for air and tries to sit up, only to find herself in someone's arms.]

[weakly:] I need my notebook...set me down.

[She seems like she's only barely aware of her surroundings; her eyes are clouded over.]

[U..UM...

Doing so, making sure her back is against a wall.]

[She pulls out her notebook and a pencil, and quickly starts to sketch. She doesn't make guide lines or anything, she just draws, everything on the first try. It's Scowl, sulking through the hallways with an annoyed look on his face.]

[Right....okay then.............]

Um...are you alright?

[Her eyes clear and she takes a few deep breaths.]

Yeah, I'm fine. I just had a vision, that's all.

[She scowls when she sees who it's of, and snaps her notebook shut in disgust.]

[It's as she snaps the notebook closed that Ptou slides back into the room.]

Tide! She's not there and I can't find anything like instructions for this and I certainly never could do resurrections even if I had enough energy which I don't and...

... she's up?