week 4

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[Just like the previous week the status quo is restored with frighteningly quick efficiency. PAL still makes the morning and night time announcements through the PIP on each Champion's arm, and still the Champion unitards are freshly laundered and re-hung each morning in their closets. Even the glass roses Choromatsu and Takumi broke after the trial in their fit of anger have been replaced with fresh ones. All signs that there was anything amiss this weekend are completely gone.

There's a new floor to explore, their "reward" for a job well done.]

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[ooc: Don't forget to to turn in your AC for week 3, submit your memory regains and put in your threads for the Benefactors!]

Comments

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[ o-oh, did she almost say.... nnnnnahhhhhhh

But he looks pretty thunderstruck. ]

Seriously? [ Aw, lookit that smile. ] That's... probably the nicest thing anyone's said to me in a really, really long time.

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[Oh no, he's cute and she's red, why is this happening. Time to hide her face against the bunny's head.]

It... is? That's a shame, then. You deserve more compliments than just this.

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[ Oh shit, did he embarrass her? ]

H-haha... you think so? I don't know how many people'd agree with you. [ He pauses. ] But... coming from you, that means a lot. Sooooo... thank you.

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Thank you, Rhys. For... being such a good friend. For thinking of me. For... being there every time I've needed it. A few compliments on my part could never compare to what you've done for me.

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[ He blinks, like he usually does, whenever she says nice things about him. But he smiles nonetheless. ]

Haha... You know, your compliments are worth more than you think they are. [ A shrug. ] That's all.

And... you're welcome, too.

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I'm... happy they mean so much to you. [Happy in that strange way that made her heart gallop and her mouth go dry.]

Have I told you that you are a very dear friend of mine, lately?

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Pre-tty sure you have but I mean. I don't mind hearing it, you know. Again.

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Mmm, I worry about it going to your head, though.

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Psssh, you don't have to worry about that. Promise.

[ She should probably worry about it. ]

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[Oh she is absolutely worried about that.]

Why am I just the slightest bit suspicious then, Rhys? [Spoken with a playful smile, breaking her expression of mock disdain.]

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Suspic-- pfffffft, why are you-- that's ridiculous, Angel.