The Lobby, Sunday Afternoon

[endsthegame]

A rip opened in the middle of the dorms lobby-- but it was unlike any void the island had seen before. It didn't precisely shine, but white light did filter out, almost tentatively, like the rays of the morning sun. It did not pull or pluck at anything, and when it vanished, it would leave the dorms exactly as it had found them.

It was not a rift that would take; it was a rift that would give.

Give back the people it had taken, that is.

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[thatsamilkshake]

"You really, really don't. I think I'm just gonna..." She was going to say burn them, then realized she might never feel like saying that again. "Throw them away."

Pause. "Not before I get to the shower, though." It was a close call, but she'd been naked quite enough in this town, thank you.

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

Interesting pause there; interesting choice of words, when 'burn them' was the first one people usually came up with.

Katchoo leaned up to brush a kiss against her forehead. "Should I head up and get your bath stuff ready for you, fresh change of clothes?"

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine reached back to find the wall with one hand. Leverage would be good. "I'll go with you." Because she didn't want to be letting go of Katchoo for the next...ever. That's be all right, right?

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

Juuuuuuuuuuust fine, thank you very much.

Katchoo started to ease herself back up to a standing position, which was tricky when she was trying not to let go of Francine, either. "See if I let you out of my sight again."

[thatsamilkshake]

"That could get awkward in the bathroom." Though it would solve Azula's Francine should know how to use a weapon issues.

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

Hey. Katchoo resembled that remark.

Hang on a second. In the current context, how was that a bad thing?

"Well, y'know, if you got more practice in at Twister . . ."

[thatsamilkshake]

"How about I get more practice at showers first?" Francine managed to get upright somehow, and took a step towards the stairs. "You can even help." Because that wasn't the kind of awkward she'd meant.

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

"You mean you've been doing 'em wrong all this time, Francie?" And there was Katchoo, right there, for leaning on or just clinging to. Or both.

[thatsamilkshake]

"Could be. You'll have to give your expert opinion after this one." Both sounded good. Both sounded very, very good.

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

Both were well within Katchoo's capacity and willingness to offer, and so offered they were. "Let's worry about making sure you get through this one first, huh?"