[Cabin fever was a dangerous thing. Especially when it came to a certain Canadian. Since the announcement of B's arrest and capture, Wallace decided that hey, it was time to celebrate. All this doom and gloom needed shifting, and nothing broke the ice like a little bit of filthy humour. So he'd buried himself in the kitchen, (avoiding the
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Who's making what-
[However, when she see's the tray of finished products, she can't help but laugh]
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I aim to please~
How're you doing?
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I'm alright....are you okay...?
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Huh? Yeah, just a little freaked after this killer shit-- why did something happen?
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You don't remember..?
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Should I..?
[Oh dude.. he wasn't one of these people that had been killed and the Author blanked his memory of it?]
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Well..I..um..do you want to know..?
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Okay..um..you, had your face..'stolen'
[Little hand gestures accompany the last word]
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Stolen? what do you mean?
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It sounds odd..but, yes..that's what happened
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You didn't do anything; only breathe and..twitch a little
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Ew.. they made me a rejected extra from Silent Hill? Not frigging cool Devil Woman.
[Cue in growl upwards as though that was where she was lingering.]
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[Regardless, she steps forward and hugs him again]
Well, I'm glad you're back to normal anyway..
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[He of course wraps his arms around her, giving a tight squeeze.]
Yeah, me too. How'd you hold up this week?
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