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[adropofjupiter]

[1: Wednesday 8/17 - Action (340 Brady Lane)]

[After escaping Spades, Marisa ran to the first place she could think of where she would be safe, sneaked inside and hid. In a certain magician's room. Under her bed. At least until she calmed down. Sadly, she wasn't hidden quite as well as she thought she was...]

[2: Thursday 8/18 - Phone/

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[artwithknives]

[Yeah, this household is depression central. With arguments breaking out everywhere.

Don't expect a warm welcome. And Shiki is occupying the couch silently for the time being.]

[adropofjupiter]

[Sadly, Marisa never expects a warm welcome. She lets herself in, like always, and just plops down on the couch next to Shiki.]

Hey.

[artwithknives]

[Shiki just looks at Marisa, gives a small movement of acknowledgement and goes back to staring at the ceiling.]

[adropofjupiter]

[With the way Shiki was acting, she wanted to sarcastically ask why the somberness, did someone die? Then she realized that was a very real possibility given her own experiences.

And then she got worried it was true, sitting up and quickly turning to look for Alice... or even the bird.]

Where's...?

1, natch

[notsogreatwall]

[ Meiling had a hard day yesterday. Everyone did. Today she was calm and today she got lucky and the only thing the milk made her feel was tired. A deep, overwhelming tiredness and numbness that she couldn't shake, no matter how many times she napped.

But still! Patchouli was out of her room and cleaning had to be done, and it was about the only thing she could do right now to take her mind off of nearly murdering her friend yesterday, after pulling her off their Mistress.

Of course there were books. There were books everywhere. But what she had latched on to, with her hand under the bed, didn't feel like a book this time. ]

--huh? [ Yoink! ]

[adropofjupiter]

!!

[Marisa hadn't expected to be pulled out by her foot from under the bed and gave a very pained squeak that turned into a coughing fit. The sudden motion had her too disoriented to even try to focus on whatever had her by the ankle.]

[notsogreatwall]

[ That someone was very tell, had very red hair, and very much let Marisa dangle upside-down for a long moment as she considered the shape of the person. A young woman. A young blond wom-- ] Oh. It's you.

[adropofjupiter]

[Marisa reached out for the bed to steady herself, kind of glad her split lips wasn't bleeding anyone. With the witch being held upside-down, her hair hung down and the deep black, blue and purple bruises about her neck were clearly seen. her voice was hoarse, strained, and panicked.]

Put me down!

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[hangedhourai]

*Alice is in her room, pouting with the covers up to her chin. She's still in her nightwear despite it being later in the day which is very unusual for her. In fact, if Marisa thinks about it, she'll realize that she's never seen Alice in her nighties unless she bothered Alice very late at night. Also her hair is uncombed, she hasn't eaten... yep, she's a mess.*

[adropofjupiter]

[Marisa knows she's not supposed to go into the bedroom without knocking, but seeing as Shiki was out in the living room, she decided it was safe to just come in.

So she did. And stared at what she saw. She wasn't the prettiest sight herself, not with her still recovering from the results of the curse and her currently hidden bruises, but Alice looked HORRIBLE. So grabbing the nearest doll and climbed into the bed with her friend.]

[hangedhourai]

*Alice didn't turn to face her friend but she didn't kick her out of bed either.*

Marisa... are you...

*No, let's not be nice. Better to just act normally, right? Or try to anyway... so even if it's forced Alice will try to be her regular old self.*

Y-You didn't knock...

[adropofjupiter]

Shiki's in the living room, so I knew it was safe.

[There was a slight hoarseness still to Marisa's voice. But it didn't stop her from tucking the doll under the covers with Alice before laying down next to her, gently combing her fingers through the youkai's hair.]

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[wizardoftheweek]

... Which trees? The oak? The birch? I wonder if they have different accents...

[adropofjupiter]

All of them! There's so many of them at least one of them is bound to know the answ-- NO. The question. They'll know the question because the answer is...

[giggling and leaning against Patchouli] I think I forgot the answer.

[wizardoftheweek]

-Also giggling.- We should plug up that hole in your head that the answers keep falling out of.

[adropofjupiter]

There's a hole in my head?! [BIG WIDE EYES. And now she's running her hands through her hair trying to find this hole.]