FORTY-FOUR : scream until your heart stops

[wristsniper]

[HELLO, MAYFIELD! Here is your standard multiple-choice post. It will cover the duration of my slowatus--roughly one week

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[freakinblur]

[Running up behind you when you're sitting at the park. He leaps over the bench and lands sitting next to you.]

Hey! Yer in one piece again. How ya holdin' up?

[wristsniper]

[It takes her a moment to slip into "drone" mode.]

Hm? What's that, dear? Oh, I had a touch of the flu last week, didn't I?

[freakinblur]

[Blinkblink at you.]

....What?

[wristsniper]

Hm? I was sick last week.

Groceries

[weiss_tank]

[He's in the dairy products section, sighing at the price of chocolate milk. Drongi seems to like it a little too much]

MG! Hey! [He's incredibly delighted to see her!]

[wristsniper]

[She examining that vanilla extract like it's the most confusing thing ever. She certainly pings to the title, but doesn't react...]

[weiss_tank]

[Hah, she hates it that much does she? He's going to come over]

Eh? Whatcha lookin' at?

[wristsniper]

Vanilla. Do you think it's fine to use imported...?

[bogusmagicker]

[Yuki glances up slowly as Olivier walks past. She has settled back into her uncomfortable habit of reading on random sidewalks and staring at anyone who passes.

Olivier gets a nod.]

[wristsniper]

[A very small, tightly folded piece of paper is dropped into Yuki's lap as Olivier passes. She doesn't stop.

It reads: "My documents were destroyed."

But Olivier's certainly acting drone-like, isn't she?]

[bogusmagicker]

[Yuki folds the paper into the back cover of her book without looking at Olivier any further.

The package that mysteriously appears in Olivier's study the next day may be of interest to her.]

[wristsniper]

[Bless you, Yuki. Now she can get to work.]