[Well you did mention 'stuffing', so your friend is either a toy or a turkey dinner. Since you're a young girl, it's pretty safe to assume you're talking about a stuffed animal- although Clopin never remembers that just about anything in this Academy can talk] Not to worry, I can fix that! Where should I go to find your friend?
[Jane opens the door, looking both grateful for the help, yet still very worried over the situation. She politely lets the...er, strangely dressed man inside and shows him the sewing box in her hands.]
T-thank you, sir, for coming. I..I have plenty of thread and needles here, but... I haven't anything to stuff him with, and--
[She then catches sight of the pom poms he carries and grows relieved.] Oh! T-those should do..!
That's what I thought. [sets the pom-poms aside and takes the sewing kit out of her hands. He sits on the floor, checking the room for a broken doll] And the patient?
[Jane's face turns a little red. She had been so panicked that she hadn't even shown him the patient... she feels so foolish.]
I-I..I'm sorry. Mr. Lotso is here, on my bed.
[She steps over to it shakily. There the pink stuffed animal lays motionless, looking quite deflated. The very last bits of what's left of his stuffing pour out of the large hole in right side.]
Mm-hmm. [not really paying attention; too busy packing Lotso with as much stuffing as possible. First in the arms, then the legs, then the stomach. Fortunately, there is just enough to fill Lotso up, although he might be a little lumpier than usual from now on. He threads a needle and starts stitching, careful to push the stuffing back into place as he goes]
Re: [action]fearthefoolFebruary 27 2011, 20:04:18 UTC
[sewsewsew; nothing really exciting happening. Just sewing. Sewing like a BOSS.] You should be more careful with him, you know. Make sure he doesn't go wandering off without you.
[Oh she would, but he likes to go off on his own and do evil things without her knowing.
She continues to watch over his shoulder, becoming rather jittery with her nerves again. She worries she may be bothering the man by hovering, so she backs away a bit, turning her glance downwards.]
Um... t-thank you so much for your help, sir. I hope I'm not troubling you terribly...
--oh! M-my name is Jane. [She mentally smacks herself for being so impolite as to remember just now that she had yet to properly introduce herself. And to an adult, no less. She must seem like such a rude child to this staff member.]
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[She's too distressed to realize she should probably explain that said friend is a stuffed animal.]
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Not to worry, I can fix that! Where should I go to find your friend?
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Oh thank you, sir!
H-he's with me in my dorm. Room 502 of Joe West.
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He knocks]
Room service.
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T-thank you, sir, for coming. I..I have plenty of thread and needles here, but... I haven't anything to stuff him with, and--
[She then catches sight of the pom poms he carries and grows relieved.]
Oh! T-those should do..!
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[sets the pom-poms aside and takes the sewing kit out of her hands. He sits on the floor, checking the room for a broken doll]
And the patient?
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I-I..I'm sorry. Mr. Lotso is here, on my bed.
[She steps over to it shakily. There the pink stuffed animal lays motionless, looking quite deflated. The very last bits of what's left of his stuffing pour out of the large hole in right side.]
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Hmmm... should be pretty easy. [stuffs some of Lotso's stuffing back in] Did you throw out the rest of his stuffing?
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[Uh oh.]
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I didn't think he lost so much stuffing- I might have to run out for more- but he should be fine.
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I'm afraid I don't know what happened to him. I found him like this just now.
[She looks a bit relieved at the man's last sentence.]
Oh my... really? Thank heavens...
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[not really paying attention; too busy packing Lotso with as much stuffing as possible. First in the arms, then the legs, then the stomach. Fortunately, there is just enough to fill Lotso up, although he might be a little lumpier than usual from now on.
He threads a needle and starts stitching, careful to push the stuffing back into place as he goes]
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She gives a little wince when the needle pierces the furry flesh, but otherwise stays quiet.]
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You should be more careful with him, you know. Make sure he doesn't go wandering off without you.
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She continues to watch over his shoulder, becoming rather jittery with her nerves again. She worries she may be bothering the man by hovering, so she backs away a bit, turning her glance downwards.]
Um... t-thank you so much for your help, sir. I hope I'm not troubling you terribly...
--oh! M-my name is Jane.
[She mentally smacks herself for being so impolite as to remember just now that she had yet to properly introduce herself. And to an adult, no less. She must seem like such a rude child to this staff member.]
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