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[the_police_girl]

[Oh hey who's this bitch-- oh! It's Seras! She's back! Sort of. At least she's crawled out from under that rock she's been living under for the last couple of weeks. She has some news for you guys!

The bad and/or interesting news:

1.) Like most people today, Seras is off her rocker, high as the moon.
2.) So of course that means she's feeling pretty

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[the_police_girl]

All riiiight. I'll be there in a li'l while!

[Sorry, "Sefton," but it'll be a good bit before she gets there. There are pretty much a thousand distractions for a stoner on the way there.]

[polarisation]

[ That's okay. 'Sefton' has to convince 'Lance' to pretend to be sick, though that's not too difficult considering their conversation not long beforehand. By the time she gets there 'Lance' will be lying down on the couch, snuggled up in blankets. ]

[swatwithdragons]

[Yup, totally snuggled up in the blankets and with his head buried in the pillow. Why did he let "Sefton" invite Seras over again?]

[the_police_girl]

[Yep she's totally there like half an hour later.

She kept getting sidetracked by the rainclouds and wanted to see if she could actually touch them.

Protip: She couldn't.

But finally remembering what she's supposed to be doing, she makes it to the shelter and lets herself in.]

Laaaance? Y'here?

[polarisation]

[ 'Sefton' glances at 'Lance' one final time and is torn by the urges to smile and put his head in his hands. This isn't going to end well, and yet he can't quite care as much as he should. He sighs and puts on his Sefton-face, sitting with a book on his lap on the unused end of the couch. ]

In here.

[swatwithdragons]

["Lance" keeps himself huddled up. Even if he's not actually sick, the fact remains that his eyes are still puffy and red from crying earlier, and he's not very enthused over the visit. It should make a convincing enough image for a baked vampire, in any case.]

C'mon in.

[the_police_girl]

[She almost floats in, which honestly isn't that unbelievable considering what she is... but, that doesn't make it any less odd.

She gravitates to 'Lance's' bedside and sits down, leaning down and basically draping herself on him.]

Y'poor dear.... I'm so sorry. An' y'just got over bein' sick, too...

[polarisation]

[ The urge to smirk wins out, and 'Sefton' hides his face behind his book (while discreetly eyeing the bum he can see around its edge thanks to Seras's new position). ]

[swatwithdragons]

[When Seras places herself in such a position, "Lance" tenses and faces her enough to unintentionally let her see his extremely uncomfortable expression. Holy crap wat do.]

[the_police_girl]

[She might be baked as a fresh loaf of bread, but she knows when something's weird.]

...W--... wha's that look for? [She pushes herself up, peering down at him.]

[polarisation]

[ The look 'Sefton' gives 'Lance' here is basically summed up as 'don't screw this up'. The last thing he wants is for Seras to think he hates her. He mouths 'hot' and mimes fanning himself. Too bad he doesn't have a mime ready for 'aches', because with his red eyes and face 'Lance' does look like he might have a bit of the flu again. ]

[swatwithdragons]

[Squinting up past Seras, toward "Sefton", then he turns to the woman proper. As if he wasn't already under pressure to just keep the charade up.]

... Sorry. Just--really hot.

[the_police_girl]

[Blink.

...frown.]

'M sorry... should I... get you a washcloth maybe... [It's not so much a question as it's her musing to herself before she gets off the bed and wanders off in the direction of the bathroom.

...The water is running in there. And it's running for a long time. ...Hm.

How odd.]

[polarisation]

[ ... 'Sefton' throws a puzzled look at 'Lance' and puts his book aside, enough so he can go to the stairs and call out. ]

Oi! You okay up there?

[swatwithdragons]

... 'oi'?

[Other than the simple comment from the peanut gallery, "Lance" stays quiet. He's pretty puzzled, too.]

[the_police_girl]

Oh! Yes!

[Grabbing up the rag and wringing it out, she leaves the bathroom. Coming to the top of the stairs, she stares down them, looking a bit concerned.]

Oh--...bollocks I don't remember there being this many stairs...