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Twenty-Ninth Spools of Thread-[Action]
[Rare as it may be, today for once Shiki's not at All Passions, the store's actually locked up tight for now. Instead she's derping around in the front yard of House Ten making snowmen.
...very...fashionable snowmen, as a matter of fact. Thanks to her free time, she's created a lot of winter clothes and now she's putting them on the snowmen to make House Ten look a little more open.
She's moving sort of slow though since she's got Mr. Mew in one arm and can only roll the snowballs with one hand. Come say hi, she'll welcome the chance to be social.]
...very...fashionable snowmen, as a matter of fact. Thanks to her free time, she's created a lot of winter clothes and now she's putting them on the snowmen to make House Ten look a little more open.
She's moving sort of slow though since she's got Mr. Mew in one arm and can only roll the snowballs with one hand. Come say hi, she'll welcome the chance to be social.]
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I'm Shiki, by the way.
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/omg I thought I answered this, so sorry!
no worries! o/
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...I guess I could try though. The crystal's what everything in my world is made of, sort of, and if I get injured, it sort of scrambles... um, me. Whatever got hurt gets reverted to the basic crystal material stuff.
[Now that he mentions it, there's a few very small spots of that crystal on his other hand. It looks like he might've gotten jabbed with a needle or something similar.]
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[He pauses there, rubbing his left hand a bit.] I guess if I get enough of a shock or a blow, my body temporarily forgets what it's supposed to be made out of... or something that. Gods, this is hard to explain... sorry.
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[He closes his eyes for a moment, and in a flash of light blue, an apple appears out of nowhere. Keu just barely manages to catch it without toppling over.]
Yes! It worked! Here, this is for you. It's the fruit of my success. [Handing over the apple... and he doesn't realize it yet, but his crystal left hand has eroded somewhat.]
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[Feeling a little self-conscious now, so he'll grab one of his gloves and slip it onto his left hand.] Maybe some shards of crystal will show up somewhere...
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[He pulls back the glove for a moment, looking over his eroded hand.] I don't mean to be rude or anything, but as soon as you're done for now, I need to go. A nap is in order.
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