Oh come on Bastian, don't just toss my things down- you've still got to help me unpack, you know..!
[Bridget manages to tap the journal to work on video after a moment, and he waves, a bandage on one bruised cheek, one of his arms in a sling, a cheerful smile on his face despite his apparent injury. Behind him, another
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Hey Mulaaaan~ [Cue 'how you doin' tone.] Nothing we couldn't handle, right Bridge?
. . . [Flat look.] Whatever.
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Oh-kaaaay~! ...will there be biscuits?
[And almost instantly-]
If there are biscuits, can I have some too?
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Brothers, mate- can't live with 'em, parents won't let me give him to the French.
Baby brother, you wound me..!
S'not all I'm going to do for that stunt!
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[Bastian grins and ruffles Bridget's hair playfully, looking amused.]
Yeah, there's usually a lot more punching.
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Ah- so this is the infamous Yui, then? She's cute, little brother~
[scowwwwling]
Bastian. No. I will hurt you
Oh fine, fine- ruin all the fun, why don't you?
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[Bridget smiles apologetically at Yui and nods- he didn't think anyone would get like that over his being injured.]
Yeah- I'll be fine! Don't worry too much about it, yeah? Oh- I brought you a gift..!
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Your appreciation for my presence is inspiring, Bridget.
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The love is clearly there.
You sure you've got it? I can easily head over there and help y'all finish.
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Nah- I've got most of this. Would like some help handing out presents later though... if you don't mind, that is.
...if that bruises, I'm telling mum.
Oh, cry about it, you wimp- not my fault you bruise like a pear.
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