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[culver]

[this is clearly shot in the chemistry block, because there is water dripping from the ceiling and seeping through the baseboards. nill has the a.c.e. in one hand, and a pile of blankets in the other. she's trying to reorganize things on her side of the room she shares with laura so their possessions don't get soaked. there are a few fancy dresses shoved up on a shelf, as well as a gun and a kinfe.

nill herself is dressed far too impractically for what she's trying to do, but it isn't as if she has a lot of clothing to choose from. she's on her tip-toes, her thumb having slipped over the a.c.e.'s video function as she tries to keep it and the blankets in her other arm from the water that is rapidly pooling on the floor. she steps first across a chair and then up to a desk, and her foot lands in a puddle on the tabletop.

immediately, she slips. the blankets go flying as she windmills her arms to keep her balance, her wings flaring and flapping behind her. still, she falls into the water back-first, still managing to keep the a.c.e. above the waterline if not the rest of her.

nill sits up, soaked from the crown of her blonde head all the way down to her mary janes. her wings flap out uselessly behind her, the feathers slapping wetly against her back. only now does she realize the a.c.e. is recording, and she figures she might as well finish this shitty day off with a concise message:]

This sucks.

Comments

voice;

[brokeassgoing]

[soaked as he is to the bone, he can't even muster a laugh at this]

Think I've got a hairdryer somewhere. Wanna borrow it?

video & text;

[culver]

[they both look like wet birds how is that even possible]

Where did you get a hairdryer?

[brokeassgoing]

[badou doesn't even have a tail wish I knew how he managed that]

Around. You know me, resourceful.

audio

[lefthandfree]

[The fact she falls back first is all the more alarming because he knows her wings are there. It can’t be pleasant.]

You okay? I gotta bucket if you need some help.

[culver]

Uh-huh.

I've never used one before. Do you think it will be okay on my wings?

video & text;

[culver]

[it was actually super unpleasant but she'll never tell]

I am fine. Just wet. A bucket would probably be helpful.

[lefthandfree]

Okay. Where are you? I’ll head over.

And should I grab some painkillers or anything for you too? For your wings. [He doesn’t know how they work, okay...]

[culver]

In chemistry.

No I am alright. Thank you though.

[nothing feels broken so it's probably fine]

[brokeassgoing]

If you put it on the cool setting it should be fine, won't catch ya on fire or anything.

text;

[sketchycharacter]

agreed
it wouldn't be the most undignified death possible
but if we drown in space that's still pretty embarrassing

[culver]

I really don't want to catch on fire.

How are you holding up?

text;

[culver]

I won't drown in a couple inches of water.

And yes it would be very embarrassing. Aren't people supposed to suffocate in space?

[brokeassgoing]

Yeah, it'll be fine. Low mode's the way to go.

You know, same ol. Holding, that's what. You? You girls aren't fighting over soggy socks, are you?

[culver]

Thanks.

I am not fighting anyone over socks. I have plenty.

[maybe one of them is his sorry not sorry]

[brokeassgoing]

thats good
you know we'd be lost as a society if we're already fighting over holey socks of all things

[just as long as she repairs the hole in it thats fine]

text;

[sketchycharacter]

it's a couple of inches now
who knows how deep this shit could get
and yeah, that's the idea
asphyxiation technically
this is just sad

[culver]

Does a space station still count as society?

[man she will try but no promises on how it will look]

text;

[culver]

Someone will fix it.
What's the difference?

[brokeassgoing]

Technically, I guess? Cause we've got our own kinda society and...stuff going, organization and all. So it counts, even if it's crappy.

[it could have 8 toe parts and he'd still wear them]

[culver]

It could be more crappy. But I'll take the blow dryer. My wings are starting to itch.

[he'd better be growin some extra toes soon then]

[brokeassgoing]

Yeah, it very well could be huh. Alright, alright, gotta get the princess dry. You still sitting in a puddle or have you gone somewhere dry?

[maybe back home he would but


actually maybe here too]

[culver]

I went to another room. But there is a little puddle still. I will clean it up later.

[brokeassgoing]

I could probably borrow one of those fans out there....it'd be must faster and less drippy for all your puddles. Anyhow, want me to get the drier now?

[culver]

Yes to both. I am sick of this water.

[brokeassgoing]

I'll see if I can sneak one, make sure no one sees. I'll come find you then-- more water than we're used to huh.