[While not the kindest of request for volunteers, a very dull, very distracting ringing sound fills his head. Though, he chalks it up to the poorer quality of sleep that he got lost night. Not that he is cursed with restlessness, but just in proximity of being near one.]
Hai, hai. [Rolling out of bed and rubbing his eyes.]
Forgetting things? [Puts a hand on her forehead. No, that isn't good at all.] No, you don't. You aren't losing part of your memory, are you? [Not referring to Dreams, but the day tot day things.]
No, of course not! [twitching her head away from his touch impatiently] It's just a feeling, it's not real. At least I don't think it is. [Doesn't want to accept the possibility of it at all.]
Almost everything. Seems as some things will still able to flourish.
[Looks behind him with a small smile. Sometimes the things she did.] Though one could wish a flood on this place. It would drag people out of their holes.
[Continues walking. Talking a bit louder than usual because she was behind him.] Whatever you prefer, I'd imagine. Now just to find whoever controls the weather in this place, and I do believe we will be set.
Hai, hai. [Rolling out of bed and rubbing his eyes.]
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I feel weird! Something's happening again.
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Again? Can't they wait until one problem resolves itself before piling on another?
... And what do you mean by feeling odd?
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[flopping against him, her chin jutting into his arm]
I feel like I'm forgetting something, but I don't forget things!
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I think we've been indoors too long. And you mentioned going out before.
[And he's looking around for the pup.]
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Puppy! [The shrill voice she uses has the direwolf looking through the doorway cautiously, tail between her legs.]
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[Once they reach the door, he'll hold it open for her.] Perhaps we can ask whomever we meet about the current state of the murderer at large.
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[Grinning up at him as she walks through the doorway, Puppy slinking after her.]
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[He holds onto his hat as a large gust of wind comes by.] Looks like the weather is still charming as ever.
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It should rain. Rain and rain for forty days and wash everything away. [But she walks half behind him so he shields her from the wind anyway.]
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[Looks behind him with a small smile. Sometimes the things she did.] Though one could wish a flood on this place. It would drag people out of their holes.
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[She sees him looking back at her and gives him an innocent "Yes~?" look in return.] Drag them out kicking and screaming? I'd like to see that.
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[Continues walking. Talking a bit louder than usual because she was behind him.] Whatever you prefer, I'd imagine. Now just to find whoever controls the weather in this place, and I do believe we will be set.
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[latching onto his arm but hiding her face in it for some reason - it's not like her hair can get much messier.]
That might take a while...
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