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[initiative]

[Have a manly sneeze, followed by a pained groan as Kamina suffers the effects of playing outside in the rain with no shirt on.

He smacks a hand on the journal, hoping to get it to give him some soup--or, you know, the attention of a good Samaritan who will at least]

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[luv8vul]

[just happened to be wandering by this page when he's sneezed on- wtf Kamina, have a little guy in the journal page wiping himself off]

You should carry around a handkerchief or something. The journal is not a good substitute.

[initiative]

[Wait ... did that little guy on the journal just talk to him?]

[luv8vul]

You can just ask the castle for one, you know.

[initiative]

How'd you get in there?

[Pokes the little guy. Clearly he's not listening]

Or have you been the journal this whole time??

[As if he's cracked some up until now unknown knowledge. Yeah, he's feeling pretty proud of himself.

...SNEEZE!!]

[luv8vul]

No, I haven't been in the journal this whole time. It's most likely a-

[sneezed on]

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