[It's been a long, hungry, violent week for 02, and fairly sleepless-- She's spent most of her time since being returned to her home either asleep or in the kitchen. Periodically, both. Now that she's back in fighting form, though, she's all business once again
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I almost got eaten. And one of my best shirts eez ruined.
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[202 blinks, eyeing her communicator with genuine concern.]
That's a shame-- As I recall, you're quite fond of fashion, are you not?
[Not that the "almost got eaten" part warrants concern or anything. Way to prioritize, 02.]
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Oui. Stupid Pterodactyl....
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[Sick as it may sound, she's sincere.]
After all, even someone of your age, how much else could you possibly have known of creatures like that? The firsthand experience was truly remarkable, I thought.
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Hello there, 202. It sounds like you had quite the adventure. [There's a little smirk pulling at the corner of her mouth.] Suffice to say, the city was rather uneventful outside of the jungle.
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[Good luck sneaking that one by her, Not!Sis. So sorry.]
...And am I to understand that you were somehow not in that jungle? I wasn't aware it had a limited area of effect.
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[B-but she tried. Okay, not really. She's given up trying to not look sickly and is just going with it. But at least she's got some color! You can give her that, right Not!Sis?]
You are correct. I was doing some work in the catacombs and got turned around. By the time I made it above ground the jungle had sprung up and several people were trapped inside. Not to mention a few people actually wandering in to it, but that's besides the point.
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[Way to sound like a robot, 02. She at least softens the remark with a patient smile, indicating clearly that she really only noticed because she values Elena's health--Honest. And that remark about the catacombs only hardens the expression a little, because she knows you're a big girl, Not!Sis, and can handle yourself.]
...Wait. The Catacombs? Why on Earth would you... There is no sound reason for venturing in there, I assure you. If a chest cold is the least of your worries after a foray into that subterranean hell, I'll be very much surprised. What were you thinking?
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[That is all.]
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