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[fireintothesky]

[Henrietta has been feeling a bit stressed lately, and so, to relieve that stress, she has created an obstacle course with her Angelic Powers of Making Things. There are climbing walls, nets to crawl under, things to swing across--all of the cliches of military training movies, with one exception; the consequences for failing these obstacles is a

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[ghostlighter]

[That... obstacle course... Chris stares at it, and probably would go about asking what exactly Henrietta was thinking with making that, but her exclamation has taken some of his attention away from the Course of Doom.]

What's wrong?

[fireintothesky]

C...Chris! I'm not breathing!

[ghostlighter]

... You're not?!

[fireintothesky]

[She shakes her head] No! I thought it was funny that I wasn't out of breath, but I'm not--there's not--I'm not!

[exserpens]

[Is almost entirely too aghast, staring at the little Creation of Horror that she's made, to notice her question at the end]

Henrietta? What is all this?

[fireintothesky]

An obstacle course. [Gives him a wibbly look] But I'm not breathing! Why am I not breathing?

[exserpens]

Nuh? Oh, that's normal.

Why in Creation are you-is this-?

[fireintothesky]

Normal? Really? [;~;]

[Looks at her course] ...what's wrong?

[lamb_of_gold]

[Staaare]

[fireintothesky]

[S...small Mu] Ah, h-hello.

[lamb_of_gold]

Are you training?

[fireintothesky]

Yes. It's not very safe though, so you shouldn't touch it.

[contract_star]

[What the shitting fuck.]

H-Henrietta? What the...?

[fireintothesky]

Signore! I'm not breathing at all!

[contract_star]

Not--? [Okay that's slightly more important than Doom Run over there.] What do you mean you're not breathing?

[Hurrying over to her now.]

[fireintothesky]

I'm not breathing. [;~;]

[coil_legacy]

[OHMYGOSH.] Wah! Be careful!

[fireintothesky]

[distracted] Eh? Oh, I'm fine.

[coil_legacy]

B-but that looks really dangerous!

[fireintothesky]

It's training. It's really okay.