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[implanta]

[Cloche is out in the village, getting what may seem like a late night snack from the store. However, she looks as if she hasn't been sleeping well. She might blame it on her injuries that are still healing up from her mallynap, or something else entirely.

You can catch her either on her way there, stopping to rest at the fountain on her way back with food, or on the path back to her community housing.]

Comments

[rashness]

Lady, they got tears in 'em right now!

[implanta]

Th-they do not! If they did I would have known about them and I would have had them fixed!

[rashness]

Lady, you don't look a whole lot better than me right now.

[implanta]

S-stop calling me that! I have a name, I know I've told you it before too! And my clothes are just fine, and-- and--! [Cloche is going to start tearing up now. She's not exactly happy about reliving what she was brought back from not long ago.]

[rashness]

[ ... Oh come on. He blinks. He made a girl cry a shame wells up in him. He grunts. He knows she isn't totally under dressed, but he goes to just take off his slightly dirty coat and throw it at her face. It's more a symbolic gesture than anything, but he can't deal with things like this]

Ossu, just put that on or something. Or wipe your face. Cloche.

[implanta]

[...well it's the thought that counts. Cloche will scrunch some when the coat hits her, but catch it before it falls. And she'll stare for a moment.

Oh. Uh. All right. Sooo she'll nod and slip it on over her shoulders.] Th... thank you.

[rashness]

Don't go freaking out like that... [Rrrrgh. Sigh now he's cold.]

[implanta]

Sorry... [Now she feels bad. >: so harsh, Rin! She'll glance at his coat on her, and then back to him.] Do you want it back> I know you just... handed it to me, but I don't want you to freeze either.

[rashness]

What- no?! I gave it to you! Taking it back would just be uncool right now!

[implanta]

U-uncool? All right... [She's not sure why it'd be uncool, but she'll go with it.] If I could sing, I'd just create some fire with magic.

[rashness]

...What's singing got to do with it?

[implanta]

It's how I create magic.

[rashness]

-Wait why can't you sing then?

[implanta]

...

[Cloche knows it probably sounds weird. Hell, it is weird.]

The Malnosso. Their experiments.

[rashness]

But... you're talking.

[implanta]

Talking and singing are two different things. It's... [There are other people who use magic here, how can she put it--] It's like forgetting the words to a spell.

[rashness]

So you... forgot the lyrics? Well then, we just gotta find the sheet music.

[implanta]

I suppose you could say it that way. But... what if the sheet music is in your mind?

[rashness]

Then uh...

[...] What if you punched yourself to try to jog it?

[implanta]

...if you lay a hand on me like that, I'll make sure I can sing Replekia in full force at you.

[Might wanna take that one as a no, Rin. Heart was in the right place (and Cloche knows it) but the means... uh, well...]

[rashness]

...So you think it'd work?

[implanta]

No! Why would you even think to suggest harming me to get me to be able to sing again?!

[rashness]

Not harming, just a wap on the head! But fine, if you can't do it than ou can't, no harm!

[Ugh it's too late to argue with impossible women!!]

hi there late comment. /o/

[implanta]

...

Fine. Try it. But if it hurts I'll be mad at you, Rin!

[rashness]

....Wait seriously?!

[Now she's agreeing it suddenly sounds like a bad idea]