Video | BACKDATED to early the 11th

[soul_sister]

[It's early Wednesday morning when a new video message turns up on the network. The nun seems to have none of her usual energy and the bags under her eyes are fairly pronounced. Flynn and Fluffy have likely put up with her pacing almost incessantly since dinner time last night, and even now she fidgets in her seat, fingers playing with an ornamental looking watch hanging at her neck.]

Has anyone seen Chrono? Short, grumpy, purple hair. He's usually with me.

... He might have been in some kind of fight, so I'll take anything. Or anyone to help me look.

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[soul_sister]

[It doesn't take much prompting. She'll just. Sit over here and finish a particularly difficult conversation. As she finishes, she certainly doesn't look much better.]

[hyanaimne]

[she watches her go sit, then turns to the pan to finish up, and to settle her own mind for a moment. She made a mental note to smack Chrono the moment she had the opportunity, because ever since the conversation they had a week ago . . . ugh.

It's a few minutes, before a plate is hovered in front of Rosette's line of sight. It certainly wouldn't replace a full meal for anyone other than herself, but it was something. The stupid girl needed to eat]

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[soul_sister]

[There's a moment where she looks at the plate a bit blankly, about to wave it away with a mumbled disavowal of hunger.]

[soul_sister]

[Then survival instincts seem to catch up to her.]

Ah... thanks.

[hyanaimne]

[smart girl. Tempest sits next to her with her own plate]

Just eat what you can.

[soul_sister]

[She takes the first bite almost disinterestedly. The moment it hits her stomach, the concept of hunger seems to hit her gut hard. The RUMBLE from her is audible and she tucks into her meal voraciously.]

[hyanaimne]

[Tempest watches for a moment, entirely smug, before turning to her own plate. Though she pauses to kick off her boots, then tuck her knees up to get comfortable]

If you want more, there is still some in the pan.

[soul_sister]

Mmphhuuee! [In a less preoccupied mouth, that might have actually been 'thank you'. Instead, she settles for a thumbs up.]

[hyanaimne]

[Tempest stares at her for a moment, then waves a hand dismissively. She eats in silence, figuring that she can ask about the conversation after]