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Forty-Third Spool of Thread - [Voice/Action]
[There's the sudden sound of a bunch of boxes falling to the ground, contents spilling everywhere as the journal's camera points up to the ceiling. It shifts suddenly to focus on a particular pink-haired girl who was unceremoniously dumped into the back room of her shop on top of said boxes.]
Ugh...thanks for the warning, jerks. [She begins to untangle herself from the boxes of ribbons and fabrics, moving the journal closer to speak. For the most part, she seems pretty unharmed.]
Hey...so what day is it anyway? Here's hoping I wasn't gone too long, totally bad for business. [There's a slight beat, suddenly remembering something. You know, her housemate that was alone for like a week.] Haruhi, report. [She works her way out from under the pile of materials and the door to the back room swings open, allowing her to enter the main part of the shop.]
Neku...you better have made it back. That was pretty low of them, keeping us sort of together and then sending you back first. Besides, I was right in the middle of designing a n--
[There's a long pause suddenly as she really takes a look at the shop. She's staring at a row of dresser dummies, counting them in her head.]
All right, which one of you broke into my shop when I was gone?!
Ugh...thanks for the warning, jerks. [She begins to untangle herself from the boxes of ribbons and fabrics, moving the journal closer to speak. For the most part, she seems pretty unharmed.]
Hey...so what day is it anyway? Here's hoping I wasn't gone too long, totally bad for business. [There's a slight beat, suddenly remembering something. You know, her housemate that was alone for like a week.] Haruhi, report. [She works her way out from under the pile of materials and the door to the back room swings open, allowing her to enter the main part of the shop.]
Neku...you better have made it back. That was pretty low of them, keeping us sort of together and then sending you back first. Besides, I was right in the middle of designing a n--
[There's a long pause suddenly as she really takes a look at the shop. She's staring at a row of dresser dummies, counting them in her head.]
All right, which one of you broke into my shop when I was gone?!
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So are you guys in good shape?
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[Some of his feathers are still stained a faint red, and some of the primary/secondary feathers look brittle and unhealthy. There's also some noticeable spots of feathers missing.
And Neku is backing away from them.]
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[With a distinct frown, she advances on Neku. Not that she knows any good way to treat that, but]
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They'll be fine after new feathers grow in, it's not a big deal.
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Did you check for infections?
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[Oops.]
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H-hey! Don't I get a say in this!?
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[And with that she's off to the bathroom to get the peroxide]
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This is kind of unnecessary.
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[Though it will sting a lot of it is. So without further adieu, she starts pouring a bit into the cap so she can pour small amounts on Neku's wings]
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