[ so i guess Missile is scaring the shit out of NHS in private now ]
Oh yes, it's very cruel of them to keep such a lovely yard right out of paws reach! And if we could get out there, maybe you could use the dirt for colors! After all, Miss Lynne always says I've dyed myself brown after I roll around in the dirt.
Pomeranian... y-you certainly don't look like the dogs I'm used to.
[they're usually bigger? he's so small... it makes him a little less threatening, though nie huaisang still opens his fan, using it as a sort of shield between himself and missile.]
How is it that you can speak? I've never known of a way to communicate with animals...
[maybe he's just gone mad. maybe he's imagining this entire conversation with a dog.]
[he says it much more weakly, still kind of processing all of this. miss peach must be talented, to have managed such a thing... but he doesn't ask, considering he won't understand the workings of it whether it's magic or something else entirely.]
You're much fluffier, though, yes. Fur like that must be difficult to care for.
I don't really worry much about that - I'm an indoor doggy, you see! And Miss Kamila handles all the brushing, anyways.
[ Not His Problem ]
Besides, it's not like I have to worry about clothes or apartments or all those other things humans do! So really, I'd say I have it a lot easier than you do.
[that's what he's taking out of all that. he's small, he must be easy to hold, nie huaisang is sure he can lift a little dog? he's starting to adjust to the whole... speaking thing.]
[he'll open the door a little more for missile, and while he can't pick him up right now, nie huaisang has just been occupying the blanket nest they've made on the floor. they do not all share the bed, it looks like.
so he just takes a seat there, instead of perching up on the bed.]
It was-- interesting, but... yes, it was definitely bad. Miss Anya and I were separated from young masters Jin and Kuji... I'm honestly not sure what happened to them.
Ken, Akira, Ash and I all got to stay together, and we didn't wind up in some battlefield either! At first, there was this office, and a ghost pretending to be Blue was there!
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Oh yes, it's very cruel of them to keep such a lovely yard right out of paws reach! And if we could get out there, maybe you could use the dirt for colors! After all, Miss Lynne always says I've dyed myself brown after I roll around in the dirt.
[ hello ]
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[he just shrieks and falls backwards off his damn chair when he realizes the dog just talked to him. the DOG. just TALKED TO HIM.]
Wh-what was that!
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It was me! Hello! Did I startle you? I'm very sorry about that!!!
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[he's still on the floor, too shocked to push himself back up yet.]
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And it's not "spiritual", it's Pomeranian!
[ that's okay, Missile can trot closer, tail all a-wagging ]
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[they're usually bigger? he's so small... it makes him a little less threatening, though nie huaisang still opens his fan, using it as a sort of shield between himself and missile.]
How is it that you can speak? I've never known of a way to communicate with animals...
[maybe he's just gone mad. maybe he's imagining this entire conversation with a dog.]
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[ he may be small, but his vocal chords are mighty. ]
Oh, does that mean I'm fluffier than the dogs you're used to? Am I the most handsome dog you've ever seen?!
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[he says it much more weakly, still kind of processing all of this. miss peach must be talented, to have managed such a thing... but he doesn't ask, considering he won't understand the workings of it whether it's magic or something else entirely.]
You're much fluffier, though, yes. Fur like that must be difficult to care for.
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[ Not His Problem ]
Besides, it's not like I have to worry about clothes or apartments or all those other things humans do! So really, I'd say I have it a lot easier than you do.
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[it must be nice, really, not to have all of that to be concerned with?]
You don't have meetings, or studies, or duties to attend to... it's almost enough to make me jealous.
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[ must be nice to be able to have all those ]
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[that's what he's taking out of all that. he's small, he must be easy to hold, nie huaisang is sure he can lift a little dog? he's starting to adjust to the whole... speaking thing.]
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[ you know, important reasons ]
w2, saturday, post trial
... Nie Huaisang? Are you in here?
[ ... ]
Are you hiding...?
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for the dog who can't open the door, though, he'll just. crack it open slightly, peering down at him.]
Missile...?
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that's kinda sad. ]
... Are you okay...?
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[how can he be, after all that...]
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Do you want a hug?
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[he got dog shamed for LYING, he didn't expect this??]
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[ dog shamed followed by a nice course of Dog Empathy ]
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[he'll open the door a little more for missile, and while he can't pick him up right now, nie huaisang has just been occupying the blanket nest they've made on the floor. they do not all share the bed, it looks like.
so he just takes a seat there, instead of perching up on the bed.]
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I'm sorry. Are you okay?
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[the punch chain truly is suffering, but he has a dog in his lap, so! just idly petting him.]
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[ talk to dr. missile, nhs ]
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[therapy dog is so real right now.]
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[ unless it's your own dead body! that's different ]
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[he's never been involved.]
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[ pretty blunt for a dog ]
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[what a blunt dog...]
B-but... yes.
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[ as if he's ever had used a band-aid before ]
It's pretty hard to handle, isn't it? Do you feel bad?
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[ like Missile. ]
Would you do the same thing if it happened again?
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but where is he?????? is he in this room? ]
Nie Huaisang...?
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Ah-- Missile. You've had a rough time of it this week, haven't you-?
[a small frown at his missing ear. poor dog.]
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and by 1st i mean the 4th
Missile looks down at his paws. he seems a bit sad... ]
Akira and Ken had it a lot worse... Compared to what happened to them, this really isn't much.
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[hm. his expression falls a little, there, as he shakes his head.]
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[ poor Miss Anya... ]
What happened to you all anyways? It must have been bad...
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[everything is weird in this place.]
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Why wasn't a place like that available the first week we were here?
[ the cabin fever was real back then ]
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[ hm ]
That's bad. That even sounds worse than ours!
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[so there ARE malicious spirits??]
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[ if she hadn't been malicious from the start, she sure was malicious after getting whapped in the face ]
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[he may have to re-evaluate his opinions on akira,]
What happened then?
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[ it was really gross ]
And that made her pretty mad, I guess? So she yelled and threw us into a mirror maze room and then she chased us through the mirrors.