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[In a courtyard somewhere near you, a very happy Jasdero is hand-washing bloodstained laundry. There's happy, almost everyone has that emotion. And then there's almost-glowing ridiculously happy. The kind of happy that leads people to write mushy songs. Or write silly stories. Or sing aloud. The kind of happy that's infectious, and means that

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[blackrecords]

*Walking over.* There you are, I wondered where you went.

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Devit! Devit! Hee!! Dero is doing laundry. Carefully!!

[blackrecords]

I thought I was going to help with that. ... I guess there's not much harm you can do with laundry.

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Dero wanted to do it as a surprise! Hee!!

[mirroredclown]

[has a laundry basket over his head, pretending to be a turtle]

... Oh! Hi! [...shifts and have an awkward wave from under the basket]

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Ha! Aren is basket-turtle! Hee!!

[Smiles, so happy right now.]

[mirroredclown]

Haha, yay! You guessed right! [giggles, just don't tell him the clothes are covered in blood and not like.. fruit punch.] What's Dero doin'?

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Dero is good at guessing! Hee!! [He won't say a word.] Dero is washing things!

[halfcocked]

. . . Jasdero? [huh, this looks . . . ]

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Devit! Hee!! [Waves at, hello Noah!Devit.]

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Hey . . . ! You're looking good . . . [coming over, THIS IS SUSPICIOUS, I know this feeling . . . ]

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Dero is doing laundry! Hee!!

[Humming a little as he washes.]

[silvercradle]

Dero? [He thinks for a moment it's his brother... except.. that's not quite right..]

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Devit! Hee!!

[...Wait. That's not his Devit. Or like the other exorcist Devit he knows.]

[silvercradle]

[oh that's weird. You don't have the cursed eye and, something just feels sort of missing a bit.]

Um. What are you doing?

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Dero is doing Devit and Dero's laundry! Hee!!