Report: 4 [Video]

[nota_lapdog]

[The communicator clicks on and the pudgy frame of Gulliver is all that is seen for a moment, yet the creature soon rolls away to reveal a feverish-looking Anemone stuffed in a mass of blankets. Dominic brisks back and forth with an assortment of things ranging from leftovers (courtesy of Shinji), boiled water, and a steaming rag

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[prodigal_axe]

...

[pilot_princess]

[And it's Gulliver squealing hello. Behind him, Anemone's scurrying out of the room.]

[prodigal_axe]

... Damn. Didn't realize she was that sick.

[pilot_princess]

[Tiny gurgle. Sorry, he didn't either.]

[pilot_princess]

[Anemone keeps staring, face still pale but not as green.]

S-sorry... I... my stomach... you...

[She pushes the blankets over, moving to get up to help.] I can get napkins?

[nota_lapdog]

[With a slight cringe Dominic nods and moves to get out of her way.]

Y-yeah... just- just something. I think... that would be a good idea.

[pilot_princess]

[She nods and stands up, hurrying into the kitchen. After a few seconds, she comes back with a handful of napkins, but she's grimacing again.]

Here... Sorry...

[nota_lapdog]

[He takes the napkins with a grateful nod, and hastily gestures back to the semi-mountain of blankets.]

Anemone, you should go lie back down. I'll... get this cleaned up right... right away!

...

Now where did I put my communicator...

[cool_closings]

[pilot_princess]

[Gulliver gurgles at you.]

[gardeningly]

Wha-What's going on? Is everything alright?

[pilot_princess]

[And more curious gurgling from Gulliver.]

[gardeningly]

--hmm?

[pilot_princess]

[Squeeeeak?]

[wrecks_meanies]

Ew...

What's wrong with her?

[pilot_princess]

[Gurgle...? More strangers!]

[wrecks_meanies]

... What are you?!

[pilot_princess]

[A dog, can't you tell? He just gurgles anyway.]