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[toxicological]

*from the direction of the greenhouse, there is a crash.

And then another crash, rather more protracted, with accompanying tinkling sounds. And then a woman's voice:*

Oops.

*...she doesn't sound very sorry*

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[tobethemiracle]

...Ivy?

[toxicological]

*turning to look at him as yet another flask goes smash against the ground*

Mm?

[tobethemiracle]

What happened?

[toxicological]

Nothing.

*picking up a small, intricate-looking piece of equipment, pausing for a moment, and then hurling it at the wall~*

[tobethemiracle]

[closes his eyes and arrests it's momentum just before it hits the wall, then lets it fall to the ground slowly]

Who left?

[toxicological]

A lot of people have left. Why did you stop that one?

[tobethemiracle]

I can't repair it if you break it.

[toxicological]

You think I care if it breaks?

[tobethemiracle]

Not at the moment. Who was it?

[toxicological]

*...tosses a beaker at another wall*

Why do you think it matters?

[tobethemiracle]

Because you're breaking all your stuff.

[toxicological]

Only the things I won't need any more.

[tobethemiracle]

Why not?

[toxicological]

Because I failed.

*SMASH~*

[tobethemiracle]

What do you mean?

[toxicological]

Why do you care?