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[teardropshaman]

[If there was a shortage of short-haired blonde girls straggling home with bandaged fingers in Luceti, the quota might have been made now. Cecilia is making her way home now, almost looking drunk as she walks back to her home.

Help a girl out? Laugh at her not really drunk self? You decide.



Once home, she'll flop on her bed. She eyes her journal, not sure she even wants to touch another book for a while. Eventually she'll take it though.]

I don't want to see another book again for at least a month.


...I'm really hungry. They didn't feed me enough while I was gone.

[Yes, that's a plea for food.]

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[disastergirl]

It's not a big deal. I said I was hungry anyway, remember?

[Eventually she turned off the heat, dug a fork out of the drawer and (very carefully) took a bite. It tasted right at least, although she may have underestimated Cecilia's appetite.]

Alright, it's done! Come and get it!

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[teardropshaman]

[It's possible. Still, Cecilia will get up and... try not to overload her plate, mainly because she has to share and Jane shouldn't go hungry! Not after making something to eat like this.]

Right... still, thank you. I'll make it up to you when I can.

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[disastergirl]

[The portion she took for herself was a bit on the small side, though...]

Oh really? I'm not going to let you forget that, you know. Are you sure?

[bother bother.]

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[teardropshaman]

Yes, yes I'm sure. [Though that tone... she's not too sure now!] It's not going to be anything extreme that you'd want me to do, right?

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[disastergirl]

That depends what you mean by "extreme"!

[Get out while you still can, Cecilia! It's not too late!

...Or she could just be joking. Either or.]