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Uh, does anyone on board know what to do with cookies? I kind of went overboard and I don't want to see them go to waste. I think they're still good. I mean, they should be.
Could someone help me out, please?
Could someone help me out, please?
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Need help with this? Might as well help ya' out.
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Nonono, its alright, really. You'd just make more of a mess.
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[He slips off a shoe then begins to take off his shirt.
Better get that robe handy.]
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No! Don't do that! Really! Please don't!
[Ah, robe! Where did she put it?! She turned around and tried to find it, before Jinx could remove any more clothing.]
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It's fine.
[Better hurry~ His pants are next.]
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But most likely not.
Jinx catches the robe and puts it on before removing the rest of his clothing.]
Were do we start?
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The... floor! I'll... have to find a broom or something!
[She searched for her card key and moved for the door, not looking at Jinx.]
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I couldn't find another one, sorry.
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[She paused in her cleaning to look over her shoulder at the man with a confused expression.]
Ah, you could take a shower? It would probably stop some of the flakes from getting everywhere.
[A small glance to the clothing with a frown.]
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Jinx laughs at her mention of a bath.]
I'm good.
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Hey Jinx, heads up. A water spell is heading your way! Its not too harmful, luckily. She sighs, more of a mess to clean up now. Time to make use of an Aero spell, but that might make things worse.]
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And now he's drenched, dammit. Not to mention that he's aquaphobic, so there will be drowning noises, flailing, and the such.]
Fuckin' hell! Just asked if ya' needed help not fer a rainstorm.
[Some of that mud did was away, but he's going to the bathroom to put his clothes back on anyway.]
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I'm sorry. I should have said something.
[Her ears were folded back and her tail limp as she turned back to cleaning up the rest of the mud.]
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[Don't worry, Cat. Jinx isn't really angry with you, he just likes to tease.
He returns from the bathroom with his dirty cloths on.]
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If Jinx looked closely, he would notice there was a pained expression in her eyes.]
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There is that little part of him that really doesn't care, but then there's his whole 'gotta take care a friends' thing that he always has ringing in the back of his mind.
He sits next to Cat, hoping that as little mud as possible ends up on the floor.]
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Wh..When did you get there?
[Now there's dried mud on the bed!]
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[At least his feet aren't on it.]
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Oh... I was just... thinking.
[About not so happy things.]
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[He will try to sound concerned.]
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[She put down the items in her hands and turned to Jinx. That pained expression returning.]
He was becoming a monster and there was no way to stop it.
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