[ he picks his head up and looks at the tea, not reaching for it yet. ]
It'd be bad enough if it was this cold and nothing else! I'm tiny! I could die of hypothermia like this. [ he's very bundled, in many layers which he does pull off when he's not dying. ]
[ At some point, Nala leaves the refuge of Hyunjung's watchful room to take a walk to clear her mind. The freezing cold air does nothing to help, each biting touch of the wind a goad to her fear.
It's cold. It's cold. It's cold. They're coming for her. She has to run. Hide. Fight. She doesn't want to kill anyone. But if they think she did it, they think she's a monster, so what choice does she have? Run. She needs to run. Run faster, hide, don't let them
At what point does she find herself face first in the snow, gasping for air? She doesn't know. Calm down Nala. Remember what Old Quiteria taught you. Breathe. Breathe. But she can't, she can't-]
[ ramuda comes across her sometime in the middle of his many visits tonight. he's busy, trying to get some things in order for tomorrow. because he knows, or he thinks he knows what the outcome will be.
he stops when he comes across her in the snow and kneels down, with the same peppy voice as always. ]
[The snow is cold against her cheek and she peers up at Ramuda, while she clutches her chest. Breathe. Calm down. Old Quiteria isn't here anymore you silly girl]
I can't find Lobelia anywhere...........I was visiting him every day up until the museum flooded which was nice, but it's totally not the same as a rabbit....
[ his kisses... his affection... he's dying (again). ]
week 2; wednesday morning
Nalaaaaaaaaaaa I'm gonna die. [ not at all serious, very dramatic. ]
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I know. This is the worst.
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It'd be bad enough if it was this cold and nothing else! I'm tiny! I could die of hypothermia like this. [ he's very bundled, in many layers which he does pull off when he's not dying. ]
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Yes. It is a surprise you manage to stay warm at your size.
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Usually a few layers is enough. And a lot of cuddles.
[ he's d y i n g ]
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Mmm...maybe we can get you some soft toys.
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[ hey, at least that distracted him. ]
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[ ...god he's glomp her but SUFFERING WEEK. ]
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Week 2, post trial
It's cold. It's cold. It's cold. They're coming for her. She has to run. Hide. Fight. She doesn't want to kill anyone. But if they think she did it, they think she's a monster, so what choice does she have? Run. She needs to run. Run faster, hide, don't let them
At what point does she find herself face first in the snow, gasping for air? She doesn't know. Calm down Nala. Remember what Old Quiteria taught you. Breathe. Breathe. But she can't, she can't-]
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he stops when he comes across her in the snow and kneels down, with the same peppy voice as always. ]
Nala?
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Ramuda...why are you outside?
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[ he'd like to brush the snow off her cheek, but alas... ]
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[ She draws in a sharp breath of air and forces herself to relax. ]
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[Straightening as she brushes herself off]
This used to happen to me a lot 60 years ago. I thought I outgrew it.
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[ ramuda bounces in place in lieu of being able to actually help her. ]
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week 5; thursday
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[ Nala is currently holding a hoard of plushies. She can't see the pink gremlin.
TRIPPING RIGHT OVER AND WATCHING AS ALL THE PLUSHIES GO FLYING]
Whawhawha--?!
[ Ooph. Get crushed Ramuda]
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[ is he buried in plushies or nala?
his scream is the same either way. ]
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[Plushies. And maybe Nala's shoe. She gets up, covered in grass stains, hopping over to look]
Oh, Ramuda. What are you doing here?
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[ hey, at least he's self aware. ]
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[ Ramuda, help...]
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[ he huffs and puffs. ]
I can't find Lobelia anywhere...........I was visiting him every day up until the museum flooded which was nice, but it's totally not the same as a rabbit....
[ his kisses... his affection... he's dying (again). ]
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[ Surprise...not that Nala has been visiting anyone herself. Patpatpat]
I would have thought...perhaps the other puppets know?
[they're human now and not puppets but it's easier to talk about them collectively as a group]
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