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[calculatedfire]

[Ryuho is looking curiously over his bare torso, the healing gashes were all gone, not even scars remained of the life-threatening injuries.]

[Locked to Gokudera]

What day is it? Did I die?

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[hurricanebomber]

It's Saturday now. If you died, it's not like you told me beforehand.

[calculatedfire]

If I had died, I would have been gone for three days, but it doesn't seem like I've missed any time.

[He frowns]

But, I seem fine now, just hungry.

[hurricanebomber]

So go get some food, if you're fine now.

[calculatedfire]

I plan to.

[He's looking through the closet]

I was just trying to make sense of this. Has an event started? I haven't been on the network.

[hurricanebomber]

I don't know. It'd make sense if one had, I guess, since the announcement was a couple days ago, but I don't know why an event would heal you.

[calculatedfire]

[He pulls what looks like a food container from the closet and shakes it.]

Huh, the closet won't give me food.

The riddles never make sense anyway.

[hurricanebomber]

Try the kitchen then.

I've stopped expecting them to. I just consider it a sign.

[calculatedfire]

Tch. That's true of most things here.

[He's starting towards the kitchen.]

I suppose this means you don't have to put up with my dog anymore.

[hurricanebomber]

He's not so bad. He calmed down some after he got used to me.

[calculatedfire]

[A small smile] I'm glad. He's a little excitable.

[He eventually reaches the kitchen]

Have you noticed anything?

[hurricanebomber]

Like what?

[calculatedfire]

[He shrugs] Anything about the event.

[The kitchen has produced a bowl of perfectly normal looking chicken soup, however, Ryuho just sits there and stares at it, looking a little queasy.]

[hurricanebomber]

Not so far.

...What's wrong? Are you sick?

[calculatedfire]

It smells bad... like it's rotten or something.

[He stirs it with his spoon, but it just looks like normal soup]

[hurricanebomber]

It looks fine...

Try something else.

[calculatedfire]

[He rummages around, but every time the kitchen makes him something he just looks more sick. Even fairly mild tasteless food that he requests, thinking he's still sick from his injuries has the same effect.]

It looks fine, but it all smells awful.

[He looks like his lineface is cracking a little, just because he's that desperately hungry.]