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markofthebrave) wrote2011-07-04 09:52 pm
markofthebrave) wrote2011-07-04 09:52 pm
BACKDATED to July 3rd [ Action, Voice ] .049
[Today, Katara sleeps in far later than her custom - in fact, she won't wake up until around one. No one in the house particularly wants her up, and when she does wake she feels as if a platypus bear has been playing kickball with her head. Everything is stuffed in cotton. And then some remaining memories of the past few days filter in through the pain, and suddenly Katara doesn't want to wake up.
She rolls over and finds her journal, blinking the lights from her eyes.]
Did you ever wake up feeling like you owed half the village an apology?
[She shuts the book, having overestimated her ability to do and be... anything. Everything hurts right now, and it's only several hours later when she'll get up out of the bed and make responses to anyone who may have responded back to her post.
If anyone in the house feels like ministering to a girl with a hell of of an experimental hangover, she'll be in her room and then in the kitchen, holding her head in her hands as she drinks water. It doesn't seem that Nala works for hangovers, and her concentration is way too shot to try to fix her own headache.]
She rolls over and finds her journal, blinking the lights from her eyes.]
Did you ever wake up feeling like you owed half the village an apology?
[She shuts the book, having overestimated her ability to do and be... anything. Everything hurts right now, and it's only several hours later when she'll get up out of the bed and make responses to anyone who may have responded back to her post.
If anyone in the house feels like ministering to a girl with a hell of of an experimental hangover, she'll be in her room and then in the kitchen, holding her head in her hands as she drinks water. It doesn't seem that Nala works for hangovers, and her concentration is way too shot to try to fix her own headache.]
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...I'm pretty sure I tried to kiss him. In front of Trafalgar.
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A kiss is manageable. Law's smart enough and Chouji's smart enough to know that in experiments, all bets are off.
[Are you?]
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That's not it. I mean, yeah, that's embarrassing, but...
[But the last thing she did was embarrass and humiliate someone she cared about.]
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[Her smile is fragile, like cracked glass.]
1/2
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[Her voice is quiet and a little numb, but she follows along gamely enough.
...and then much good times were had?]
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