Backdated to near the end of the zombie attack.

[soul_sister]

[The video snaps on showing an unusually contrite expression on Rosette's face. Or perhaps it's a bit more sheepish and nervous. EITHER WAY. It's not the normal bluster you may know her for.]

OKAY! So.

[A pause.]

There might have been a freak accident involving a zombie tearing open one of the walls in the shower room and those are completely closed off right now. I guess you can't get in at all, but I wouldn't try either.






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[After some thought.]

We... probably need some mechanics. With space suits. before everyone stinks


((OOC: So yes, Rosette used a grenade inside a space station. TOTALLY FREAK ACCIDENT, and there is now a hand sized hole in the outer wall of the showers. AI has already locked the area down so there's no way to get to it from the inside to preserve the rest of the base from damage.))

Comments

[soul_sister]

Well, okay. I don't know about NICE... but you can't say that going for a stroll on the moon isn't every level of unbelievable and amazing.

[anklets]

I think it's amazing enough being up here at all.

[soul_sister]

I know! Scientists in my world say it absolutely can't be done at all.

I want to go out AND get a rock!

[anklets]

A- rock?

[soul_sister]

Yeah. I mean... Who's going to believe you, or that it's even possible if you just tell them about it.

But if you bring some MOON to them...

[anklets]

You've certainly given it some thought.

[soul_sister]

Of course.

Besides, things like that, help you remember that life is amazing. Okay, so things are hard. Okay, I spent three hours scrubbing zombie out of my gloves.

But I'm here.

1/2

[anklets]

[ her cheeks have pinkened and Lenalee slaps fingers down over the tablet screen, refuge in audio, the face smiling at her stirring something in her she'd forgotten how to grasp on her own ]

[anklets]

[ a solid laugh, finally, the lightest in quite some time ] You're right!

[soul_sister]

Hmm~ That's a good sound.

[anklets]

I figure you've enough scolding for one day. Everyone's tempers are running a little short.

[soul_sister]

You're not kidding. Chrono's being EXTRA fussy today even...

[anklets]

He didn't strike me as the fussy sort.

[soul_sister]

He always seems really polite at first. And the next thing you know, he'll be nagging you about bedtimes and proper usage of explosives.

[anklets]

[ a. pause. ]

Explosives?

[soul_sister]

I know! He's a swordsman, what does he even know about it.

[anklets]

[Having kept a swordsman as a childhood friend, Lenalee isn't sure Chrono and his feral cutting warrants the same title.]

Rosette, were explosives involved in the bathrooms?

[soul_sister]

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Maybe.

[anklets]

Rosette!

[ alright, a bit more chiding ]

[soul_sister]

IT WAS THE ONLY WAY AND NOT MY FAULT.

[These statements slightly contradict each other.]

[anklets]

[ the first note of distress, now ] Is everything really alright??

[soul_sister]

YES!


... POSSIBLY!


I don't think anyone can get back in there.

[anklets]

People are going to be irritated.

[soul_sister]

...

Yeah...

They already are.

[anklets]

[ keywords are applicable ]

Mm, well! There's nothing for it but to adapt.