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[hotheadedidiot]

[And now we direct our attention to Stahn, who's now running around outside. To where? Who knows.

He's quite wet. After all, it's been raining for quite a while.]


Man, it seems like it's been raining for days here! I mean, I'd take all this rain over that blood and darkness any day, but still...! I hope it lets up soon.

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[hotheadedidiot]

I was merely asking you a question. Can't handle questioning?

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[fates-ironic.livejournal.com]

It's none of your business. [Turning back to eat more is a go.]

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[hotheadedidiot]

Your silence is all the answer I needed.

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[fates-ironic.livejournal.com]

[Ever hear someone "tch" at you while eating flan? Well, you just did, Dymlos.]

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[hotheadedidiot]

[Dymlos inwardly laughs at you, Leon.]

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[fates-ironic.livejournal.com]

[Leon can practically feel that, but we're too busy finishing up here.]

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[hotheadedidiot]

[And now the sound of draining water, and the bathroom door opening. My, how convenient~]

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[fates-ironic.livejournal.com]

[And even more convenient, Leon managed to finish up the flan in time and is now throwing out the bag and box it came in.]

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[hotheadedidiot]

[Here comes Stahn, out of the bathroom, drying out his ears with a towel.]

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[fates-ironic.livejournal.com]

[Leon's in the kitchen, standing around a little awkwardly, since rushing upstairs or back into the living room would throw him in Stahn's path. Basically, he's hoping Stahn just walks on past him.]

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[hotheadedidiot]

[Stahn looks in the living room for Leon real quick. Not seeing him there, he heads to his bedroom. Not before grabbing Dymlos, of course.]

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[fates-ironic.livejournal.com]

[Seeing Stahn not go near the kitchen, Leon tries to make TEH GRATE EXCAPEZ!!!101013810 to his room, hopefully without running into any blonds.]