[Her strength returned and her fondness for the fine arts gone south- likely for eternity -Etna's taken up sitting outside the open door to her room, holding a piece of scrap cloth over her mouth and nose. Coming from inside the room would be the overpowering smell of paint and ink, and should anyone look inside, the reason for such would be
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*she looks through the paintings before deciding on one of the paintings of pudding*
If it's ok, I like this one! it's beautifully done, and looks extremely tasty!
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Oh, I fell on my face in front of Flatty Etna. Yup. I'm unconscious. Great.]
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H,Hey, are you alright? Damnit, why here? I'm no good at this first aid stuff!
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These paints, this balance of color, this is EXACTLY what I need for my new psychological brainwashing regime!
ahem, that is, can I borrow this?
[Yup, he's back to normal.]
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Uh, sure. Go ahead. I don't really want it.
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Don't worry, I'll take gooood care of it.
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Daaaamn girl... you been busy..
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yeah.. you get what I mean...
That and this damn prinny thought it was funny to beat me up while I was weak, so now I'm makin him work.. that and if I treated him different people may realize that he's... ya know..
*He leans towards her and whispers*
"The Secret Ultimate Weapon"
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And that's a good idea. They can handle lots of mistreatment anyway, since it's practically their lot in life now. Special or not, beat him up anyway. He probably deserves it~
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