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[maskedfacade]

... my head, it... Komui, your new invention bothers me. It keeps-- [some faint groaning in the background] I'm going to smash it into the wall soon enough.

Other than that, does anyone have a cure for headaches?

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[i_shoot_first]

Ah, General Cloud? What kind of headache would that be? I have a bottle of aspirin here, but if that's a hangover headache you're nursing, you're going to have to go talk to Jerry.

[maskedfacade]

Reever...? [names are all fuzzy to her, now] I think it's a normal headache. I have yet to touch a bottle of wine in years.

That aspirin... would be much appreciated.

[i_shoot_first]

I see, well then. I have a spare moment since Komui's still failed to report to work. I can bring it by. Are you in your quarters?

[maskedfacade]

... Komui? If you do see him, tell him to come and look for me. I have a need to throw this golem at him. It's annoyingly clingy. Like Cross-- [right, hear her shut up, she remembers that he's dead, at the very least]

I am.

[roaringhistory]

Hey, General Cloud! Oh, sorry... Sorry 'bout the headache, I mean.

What new invention is that, 'f you don't mind my asking? There's, uh. Not another of those Komurin running around. Is there?

[maskedfacade]

[wincing at her end] Bookman Junior. If you wouldn't mind... please talk softly.

No. ..I hope not. I'm talking about this golem that refuses to know what personal space is. Does yours not bother you?

[roaringhistory]

Right, right. Sorry!

It's not J--- eh, nevermind.

Huh? [pause] No, mine doesn't do much 'sides follow me around. I don't even notice it, most of the time.

Yours is, uh. Getting close on you, or something?

[maskedfacade]

It's not..? Don't leave a sentence hanging, it's rude.

Mine apparently, takes delight in hitting my head all too often. Not something I would want, given my current headache. You can say it is getting too close for comfort.

[audible sigh's heard] Why is yours perfectly fine?