Who: Alice the Fat-Rabbit (
freshmeats) and Failbert Nightray (
retraced) and whoever wants in on their ridiculous shenanigans...!
When: February 26th, morning/afternoon.
Where: Phancyhive Manor → North Point Carnival Grounds
Summary: Sh!t's about to h!t the fan (not that it hasn't already), and what better way to assuage the tension than eating copious amounts of
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She's holding her breath at this point as she painstakingly tiptoes over.
TARGET: ACQUIRED.
Now to make it back the rest of the way... (crap crap crapcrapcrap need to breathe--)
...her foot lands on a particularly squeaky board. ]
Dammit--
[ She bites her lips and slooooowly glances back in his direction. ]
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She is NOT ready for said pillow and it hits its mark. ]
Rhhhhh--
[ Conditioning sets in and she instinctively retaliates by blindly hurling whatever she has on hand back in his direction. (Eye for eye, sucka--)
Except that happens to be his wallet. (...) ]
Wait, I need that back!
[ At least that answers his question. She charges forward with the intent of retrieving the lost loot, now armed with a pillow. PREPARE FOR BATTLE, SEAWEED. ]
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[ She suddenly stops short of his bed, pillow still brandished in one hand (albeit awkwardly) while the other is outstretched, expectantly (also awkwardly). ]
If you don't wanna fight, then... then hand it over!
[ Ughhhhh all these conflicting FEELINGS-- but she has a surprisingly desperate look on her face. (Why did you have to wake up this is all your fault stop making me feel guilty--) ]
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[ Weeelllll Alice, that part should be obvious. She can't properly explain what's going on in her head right now, and it's making her unreasonably defensive.
Her eyes dart over to the crumpled piece of paper lying forgotten on the floor. (It was a stupid idea to begin with...) ]
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Alice wordlessly picks up the flier and holds it out to him. ]
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[ Shuffling her feet in place uncomfortably. ]
Um... I don't need very much. I don't think.
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[ Which is actually a pretty big statement in itself, seeing how much she hates being alone. ]
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[ Which doesn't really mean that much to her. ]
I can figure it out...
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