[This week, he might feel the stranger before he sees her. It starts as a prickle raked over skin. The scalp of the head, the neck, the waist, the upper arms and thighs. Then it's literal pricking. Scabbing, scraping, slicing, as if brushing past delicate razors. There's a sickening tug in the belly — an open wound but an old one, with something thick and unrelenting jutting out from within.
The pain disappears the minute the girl draws close with a cheery greeting.]
Good morning!
[She nods a head crowned with thorns at him before making to pass by. There's a nastier set wound around her middle.]
[ wow okay what the fuck is happening here because he sure doesn't love it??? ow???? he's definitely like, in a cold sweat by the time she passes him, even if the actual physical discomfort has already subsided. ]
unfortunately he's actually probably thinking that with enough feeling that she might sense it. don't worry about it.
anyway. mentally clears throat. ]
Well, I don't think we're actually sick, I think it's just, like, a side effect of the little machine things that are doing all the translating and stuff for us?
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WEEK 0: First Monday
The pain disappears the minute the girl draws close with a cheery greeting.]
Good morning!
[She nods a head crowned with thorns at him before making to pass by. There's a nastier set wound around her middle.]
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H-huh? Uh, morning.
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Rosamund halts and turns back, taking a quick survey of the young man.]
Hey. Are you all right?
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Fine! Just felt a little off for a minute there, haha. This is what they meant about adjusting to those nano things, I guess!
[ looks at her... is she like, actively bleeding, what's happening here with this briar situation ]
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That's unusual. You know, things have been very off today for me as well. Maybe we're getting sick?
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unfortunately he's actually probably thinking that with enough feeling that she might sense it. don't worry about it.
anyway. mentally clears throat. ]
Well, I don't think we're actually sick, I think it's just, like, a side effect of the little machine things that are doing all the translating and stuff for us?
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Uh.
[Sorry we are re-routing from belly button thoughts.]
Yes, the machines. The tiny — I'm sorry, did you say something with your mind just now?
[Does he have the Message spell?]
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NOPE!!!
[ shit ]
I mean, um, not intentionally, but it seems like picking up other people's thoughts is a thing that's happening...
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Thoughts? Oh, the thoughts! Wait, you don't suppose that...
[Answers are manifesting. She frowns and pushes lightly on the thorns wound around her middle.
Which Todomatsu will immediately feel, whoops.]
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[yeets self back ten feet]
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to — I'll just stay over here!
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[ looks... at thorns.... ]
Do you like, need help with those...