002; action

[planetcrusher]

Aries
Your hair is plotting against you again.
Your life is a series of ups and downs. Like a toilet plunger.
Shave your head.
All is not lost. But most of it is.
[At first, Makoto hadn't given the predictions much thought, especially when nothing out of the ordinary happened to her on the first day. Then the second, third, and fourth days passed

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[cry_camellia]

[The retail therapy isn't working. But wait - FRIEND! Maybe you can cheer Tsubaki up after all her--

...

What the hell is this.]

Makoto... Do I even want to know?

[planetcrusher]

[Makoto stops and whips around, a look of horror crossing her features for but a second. No. No, you do not.]

Heeey, Tsubaki. Fancy seeing you -- uh, what brings you here?

[cry_camellia]

I thought I'd run a few errands for Litchi to make up for-- [being a depressing failure] --well, to help out. But I have to say, it's been completely overshadowed by a sudden onset of concern for your well-being. [And not just the physical kind.]

Makoto, please tell me this has something to do with those horoscopes and isn't the result of some nonsensical and fairly dangerous hair styling technique you've managed to pick up in this place.

[planetcrusher]

[Oops. She's taking away from Tsubaki's work. Uh.] I don't think anyone in their right mind would use a toilet plunger to style their hair. So yes, I'm pretty sure it has to do with those horoscopes. I just knew it was too early to celebrate . . .

[cry_camellia]

[But are you in your right mind, Makoto? ARE YOU?]

Hm. So were you just trying to remove it? Having to cut your hair over something like this seems a little drastic.

[planetcrusher]

[Yes. Are you, Tsubaki? ARE YOU?]

I know how over the top this must look, but believe me when I say that I've tried pulling this thing off for over an hour.

[It's satanic, Tsubaki, save her.]

[cry_camellia]

[No. ;_;]

And it won't budge? [She squints up at the plunger before reaching out for the handle and giving it a firm but cautious tug.] It's no use... I suppose they think this is funny.

[planetcrusher]

[ . . . ;o;]

[She stiffens to keep from swaying back and forth at the tug.] So you think the Malnosso are behind this?

[cry_camellia]

[Poor, innocent Makoto. You don't know what they're like. You don't know what they're capable of!!! /SCREME.]

I'm sure of it. Most of their experiments seem to be geared towards humiliation rather than serving any useful purpose. [Gesturing at the damn plunger.] This certainly fits the bill.

[planetcrusher]

[/SCREME . . . ]

So they're conducting these experiments for a good laugh at our expense. Is that it? I don't see the point.

[Siiigh.]

[cry_camellia]

I'm afraid so. There doesn't seem to be any point, unfortunately. They do as they like and we're subjected to their twisted sense of humor with absolutely no say in the matter.

[She shakes her head.] There's no justice in this place.

[planetcrusher]

[Justice, huh . . . In spite of her predicament, she smiles.]

Well, we have you. That must count for something.

[cry_camellia]

Makoto, that's... [guiltguiltguilt - Makoto's the one with a freaking toilet plunger on her head and yet here she is cheering up Tsubaki. At least until the effect of Tsubaki's own horoscope starts kicking in again and she remembers that she's worthless.]

...I don't even know what's right or wrong anymore. After what happened with Noel, and even Ragna the Bloodedge -- [She still refuses to accept that the Imperator could be evilz. :|] -- I'm so confused. I'm in no position to talk about justice.

[planetcrusher]

[Makoto blinks. The shift is all too sudden, and she knows something is amiss. Tsubaki's never been so . . . defeated in all the years Makoto's known her.]

Everyone gets confused from time to time. If anything, you were the one that got hit much later than most of us. Admittedly, a lot's happened at once back there. You just need time.

[cry_camellia]

[She nods, comforted despite the weight of the depressing horoscopes.] If you say so, Makoto.

Now, getting back to the toilet plunger... [...WHAT DO.]

[planetcrusher]

[WHAT DO?]

. . . About that.

[Sighing, she eyes the pair of scissors in her hand.]