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[nouvelliste]

Hm, I suppose it would be a bit heartless of me to put little Satchan to work...

So! It appears that we'll be needing handyman. As for payment, I'm sure we could work something out. But, yes, time is of the essence. It is getting a tad chilly.

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[icyconformist]

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A tad?

[nouvelliste]

[ OH HI I'M NOT INCHING UNDER MY DESK FOR SHELTER OR ANYTHING ]

I wonder how Yuki-kun would look in a tool belt and a hard hat...

[icyconformist]

[ From the look he's giving Shigure, it almost looks like he has enough energy to walk over there and smack him upside the head. But he sighs and just looks away. ]

You're not going to help fix it?

[nouvelliste]

Of course I am! What sort of person do you take me for?

[ l-lol he probably shouldn't answer that, and also, he stays where he is. He'll be there soon, don't you worry! He's just pacing himself... or something. ]

[dr_seahorse]

(Oh God, he's going to kill someone.

Hatori's at the windows, attempting to cover those lovely holes up with a few of the blankets.)

Instead of complaining, why don't you help?

[nouvelliste]

[ just stares for a long while, bewildered ]

Yes, yes, of course! We are men and the men should be the ones to fix things. I will be there shortly!

[ he's thinking about getting up at least ]

[dr_seahorse]

(Here, have a death glare from the sick doctor as he continues to hold these blankets in place. He sees you're not moving.)

Shigure.

[nouvelliste]

[ and up he goes! Because seeing Haa-san all sick makes him not so happy. So here he is. Ready to be helpful. ]

Do we have any tape or tacks?

[moarcowbell]

I'm pretty handy.. or maybe Im thinking of handsy.

[nouvelliste]

Both are plausible.

[moarcowbell]

Eitherway Hari won't let me help.

[nouvelliste]

Oh? Did something happen?