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[doesntshutup]

HA! I can write again! Stupid fucking broken arms. I was getting pissed off not being able to use them.

Oi, team. Anyone up for a few rounds of dodge the bludger out on the pitch? I need to get in some extra practice time.

Locked to Cynthia.

Cynthia, how long are you planning on keeping your hand a secret?

Comments

[rasenganparty]

Hey, I'll fly with you! NO BLUDGER CAN OUTRACE THE GREAT KONOHAMARU!!

[doesntshutup]

Heh. We'll see about that, kid.

[Private to Helen]

[afterimaging]

I... am glad your arms have healed.

[Private to Miria]

[doesntshutup]

Thanks. Good to hear you didn't get too hurt either.

...It's my own fault. Bitch just pissed me off and I wasn't thinking.

[Private to Helen]

[afterimaging]

I am sorry for having had to ask such a difficult thing of you.

[Private to Miria]

[doesntshutup]

The hell are you apologizing to me for? It was a fight, we're supposed to come back with battle scars!

[bamf_inthenight]

Extra practice won't help, you know~

[doesntshutup]

We'll see if you think the same when I'm aiming bludgers non stop for your face, Wagner.

[bamf_inthenight]

In your dreams, Helen~

[doesntshutup]

Feh. We'll see about that.

[doesntshutup]

Ha. Ha. So funny.

[doesntshutup]

...

Pfft. As if you actually care.

[Private to Helen]

[handyhelper]

It's... staying a secret. Yuma helped me out, but Miria can't now about what Ophelia did. Not ever, okay?

[Private to Cynthia]

[doesntshutup]

Fucking hell, Cynthia!

...Yeah, fine. I won't tell her.

[Private to Helen]

[handyhelper]

I'm sorry, it just needs to be this way.

Thank you.