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[fried]

this is the only time i will spell her name the whole way

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[fried]

[ he'd be more mad that she'd be injured, really, than anything else. ]

I don't care if he does. [ ... ] Uruha will have his work cut out for him.

[sarkazm]

His letter to me was all, sorry, I'm leaving the responsibility of keeping an eye on the rest to you, blah, blah, blah.

[sets the pot simmering.]

I'm not taking that one!

[fried]

He'll be back in two days. You don't need to keep an eye on anything.

[sarkazm]

I'll do it for some of them. Just some.

[fried]

[ digs his fingers into his arm. he's not allowed to pluck his tail and it's driving him nuts. ]

Good luck with that, then.

[ sorry he is just SO bitchy. ]

[sarkazm]

Doc, that includes you, you know.

[like. just saying.]

But I'd be here anyway. Nobody has to tell me shit about that.

[fried]

[ and would you use what you know against me? she can hear you. stop thinking. ]

Yes, I know you would be.

[sarkazm]

...I wouldn't have, unless you were afflicted and I had to, but we don't have to worry about that shit now.

[just. answering it anyway.]

[fried]

That isn't what I - don't listen to my thoughts.

[ snaps, like a bitch, ]

[sarkazm]

Like any of us can help it, with all of our thoughts leaking everywhere!

[a little swish of her tail.]

[fried]

[ he pushes the chair he's sitting in back and just like, walks off into the walk-in pantry to. pout or something, idk. just for a minute.

okay bye i guess ]

[sarkazm]

Jiaoqiu--

[watching him go, glancing between the simmering pot and the pantry like. fuck. what now.

she ends up deciding to let him take a little space, but if he catches her thoughts in the meantime or on his way back, they're more a stressed scribble than anything, with a side of okay, well, not the first time that's happened this weekend.

stirs this stupid pot harder.]

[fried]

[ he just has to take a second to like... decompress, because he does have a lot of emotions about things, despite earlier claims. in fact, since coming back thursday, he feels like he's had too many emotions about things, and it's been overwhelming.

jiaoqiu wanders back out eventually, and leans against the counter, folding his arms and tilting his head back.

he kind of just looks like. his age, in a manner of speaking. he looks exhausted.

it's all over now, or at least, it will be tomorrow. still. ]

[sarkazm]

...they better be ready to pull some damn weight when they get back.

[she says, stirring. the spice in the air is tangible.]

I need a break! We all need like, three days of uninterrupted not needing to deal with shit!

[fried]

[ at least he can smell the spice and it makes him feel a little better. ]

I don't know what our following days look like. They'll be back. And then what? The entity is caught... what next?