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HazMat Log 008 ♔ Patootles and Discount Coupons
Who: Hazardous Materials
Where: Tartle Island then Deesuko Ballia
When: 8/7 onwards
What: gathering a patootle and then party over at pirate heaven
Warnings: alcohol and little whales that fart bubbles are dangerous to your health
Style: Any!
Status: Zoo entrance fee is still 50 doubloons
Hazardous Materials' August log of doom part! Date your stuff, you all know the drill.
8/7-8/11 : Sailing to Tartle Island
8/12-8/14 : Tartle Fun!
8/15-8/21 : Sailing to Deesuko Ballia
8/22-?: Party hard!!
Where: Tartle Island then Deesuko Ballia
When: 8/7 onwards
What: gathering a patootle and then party over at pirate heaven
Warnings: alcohol and little whales that fart bubbles are dangerous to your health
Style: Any!
Status: Zoo entrance fee is still 50 doubloons
Hazardous Materials' August log of doom part! Date your stuff, you all know the drill.
8/7-8/11 : Sailing to Tartle Island
8/12-8/14 : Tartle Fun!
8/15-8/21 : Sailing to Deesuko Ballia
8/22-?: Party hard!!
Roxas' Return
He's a little tired looking and worse for wear with a distinct smell of smoke to his clothes and himself, but he's alive and alert. He looks a little sheepish for having to be rescued.]
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You know, after others have had their turn.]
Hey. You okay, kiddo?
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Yeah, I'm okay.
[By his definition, anyway.]
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[looking him over with his hands on his hips. That's a lot of blood, there. Is any of it his?]
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I don't know. I think I'm okay.
[Some of it is his own blood, but it's hard to tell which of it is his and which is from the attacks he launched. Roxas hasn't given it much thought, honestly.]
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[he looks a little worried, but he's inclined to let Roxas take care of himself. Besides, Lea can take care of him much better than he]
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[He shuffles his feet a little.]
Sorry I caused you so much trouble.
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[he sets a hand on Roxas' shoulder, not too heavily in case he is actually hurt]
I'm just sorry we didn't get the info, that you'd been captured. We'd have stormed that base lookin' for ya, you know. You kinda saved us the trouble, but. Still.
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It's my fault I got captured. I didn't have a way out. I should have thought of that. It won't happen again.
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Well, um....
[He's a bit flustered and unsure what to say.]
Thank you.
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Now, go show Lea you're still in one piece. We'll all go hang out on the Tartle tomorrow, all right?
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[Roxas nods and rubs an eye.]
Tomorrow then!
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Hey Lea. I'm back.
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[Lea pushes off the rail and ruffles Roxas' hair, feeling an overwhelming sense of relief once he has those soft spikes under his hand again. He'd resigned himself to it all being over, just as he had when Roxas had been poisoned, but now it's like everything is falling back into place and one of the big gaping holes in his life is filled again. It's stupid and sentimental, but it's true.]
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[He gives a lighthearted complaint, but doesn't stop Lea from doing it. He steps forward though and leans against him slightly.]
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[Lea messes it up further and if that means he has to step a little forward himself, well, that's just how it's going to have to be done.]
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You're always messing it up.
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[He thought Roxas was moving a little gingerly. That he's not attacking him with affection is a definite indication that something's up.]
You're hurt, aren't you?
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A little. I can still fight though if I have to. It's not too bad, really.
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[It's got to be his arm or his side. Somewhere around there. Lea points at Roxas, tracing a line in the air and threatening to poke at what look like probable spots, just waiting for a reaction.]
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This was why Roxas totally did not flinch when Lea hovered his fingers over his right shoulder. He also did not take a small step back to avoid Lea's fingers.]
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[Lea's finger stops right at his right shoulder.]
You need to go get cleaned up so we can cover you in bandages, tough guy. Head to toe. Like a mummy. Now move it.
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[Roxas rolls his eyes a little and nods.]
Fine, I'm going to wash up then.
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