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Who: Tiffany/Sandy [Open]
What: The last of the summer rainfall.
When: August 31th, 2010 Morning
Where: Funbari Onsen
"Well, at least we won't have to worry about your big boobed pain in the neck evil twin coming after us today." Sandy remarked idly watching the rain patter down into the garden from the back porch of the Onsen.
"D-don't count on it." The older girl as she sipped from a cup of warm tea and sniffled. The allergy season was on it's way out thankfully. It took alot of practice but Tiffany was finally able to (for the most part) contain her tornado force or fireball sneezes. "Messing with us seems to be her second favorite pass time."
"Oh yeah? What's her first? Talking about herself?" Sandy smirked as she sprang from the porch to splash in a particularly large puddle instantly drenching herself.
Tiffany let out a little squeak. "S-sandy! What are you doing?"
Sandy blinked and gave Tiffany a very flat look, "Playing in the rain." She answered as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"B-but you could catch a cold!" Protested the nervous little witchling from her safe and dry location.
Sandy waved a hand dismissively, "it rained every day back home and I never got sick from it in the summer." She set about practicing her moves with the staff Ran had given her. She was starting to seem almost capable with it.
Tiffany watched quietly still concerned but not wanting to be a nag.
What: The last of the summer rainfall.
When: August 31th, 2010 Morning
Where: Funbari Onsen
"Well, at least we won't have to worry about your big boobed pain in the neck evil twin coming after us today." Sandy remarked idly watching the rain patter down into the garden from the back porch of the Onsen.
"D-don't count on it." The older girl as she sipped from a cup of warm tea and sniffled. The allergy season was on it's way out thankfully. It took alot of practice but Tiffany was finally able to (for the most part) contain her tornado force or fireball sneezes. "Messing with us seems to be her second favorite pass time."
"Oh yeah? What's her first? Talking about herself?" Sandy smirked as she sprang from the porch to splash in a particularly large puddle instantly drenching herself.
Tiffany let out a little squeak. "S-sandy! What are you doing?"
Sandy blinked and gave Tiffany a very flat look, "Playing in the rain." She answered as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"B-but you could catch a cold!" Protested the nervous little witchling from her safe and dry location.
Sandy waved a hand dismissively, "it rained every day back home and I never got sick from it in the summer." She set about practicing her moves with the staff Ran had given her. She was starting to seem almost capable with it.
Tiffany watched quietly still concerned but not wanting to be a nag.