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[knightofratatosk]

[It may be a rainy day today, but the rain hasn't stopped Emil from going outside anyway. In fact, he doesn't seem like he even notices it as he sits on a large rock near the bridge by the clinic, knees drawn up to his chest, just sort of staring at the water. He's motionless except for when he occasionally reaches down to pick up a stone from the riverbank and throw it in, so it's easy to miss him sitting there.

Horatio, Luke, Faize, and now Frederic... and that's just the people whose disappearances he learned of during the past month. At this rate it's hard for him to keep from feeling that the Malnosso are somehow punishing him by taking his friends away-- why else would they take people who had promised to be there for him? And on top of that, people have been killed and injured, too...

Right now more than ever, Emil just wants to go home to Richter, Marta and Tenebrae, even if he doesn't know what waits for him there. Surely it's better than this.]

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[hazelrink.livejournal.com]

[......And now they're both wet! ...But Charlotte, at least, is laughing]

[knightofratatosk]

[Emil would probably be a lot more amused by the situation if he weren't the one who broke Charlotte's fall, but oh well... at least she's happy, right?]

[hazelrink.livejournal.com]

[But the important part is Emil!! That's why in spite of herself she rolls off him, laughing a little still]

[knightofratatosk]

[Grateful for this, Emil sits up, brushing his dripping bangs out of his eyes and looking over at her.]

Are you okay?

[hazelrink.livejournal.com]

Mmhm~ I'm just fine. [...Aside from now the whole dress being even more soaked than before. And having to sit up and all that now]

[knightofratatosk]

[... and the dress is now very very clingy and Emil is going to be turning bright red and looking away.]

[hazelrink.livejournal.com]

[IS IT? SHE DIDN'T NOTICE or did she but they're all girls here, right? Thus, when he gets up, she leans down to offer a hand to Emil]

[knightofratatosk]

[sdfklsfd HELLO CHARLOTTE'S BOOBS, HOW ARE YOU TODAY.]

C-Charlotte, what are you doing?

[hazelrink.livejournal.com]

Helping you get up!

[knightofratatosk]

But your dress is all wet, and you're leaning over, and--!

[hazelrink.livejournal.com]

[...Blink. So what?]

[knightofratatosk]

And...

[hazelrink.livejournal.com]

[...And...?]

[knightofratatosk]

... andit'skindofclingingtoyourchest!

[hazelrink.livejournal.com]

[...What]

[knightofratatosk]

[Just... covering his eyes with his hand now.]

[hazelrink.livejournal.com]

[...Still holding her hand out to help him him. What]

[knightofratatosk]

[Hand still over his eyes, he'll reach out to take the extended hand, or rather try to. It's a moment before he actually finds it.]

[hazelrink.livejournal.com]

[...Good. Well then, yanking him! Or trying to get him up, at least]

[knightofratatosk]

[It takes a bit of pulling, but he finally gets to his feet again and makes a futile attempt to brush off some of the mud.]

[hazelrink.livejournal.com]

Maybe we should go dry off somewhere...

[knightofratatosk]

Yeah, that sounds like a good-- achoo!

[hazelrink.livejournal.com]

[...Whoa that was fast. ...Well then, time to drag him into the clinic! It's the closest thing and they have to have a change of clothes, right]

[knightofratatosk]

[He'll protest a bit, but in the end he'll let her drag him off in the hopes of going somewhere dry.]

[hazelrink.livejournal.com]

So, do you know anyone at the clinic? [As she's getting the doors open, of course]