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What the tin says. Every once in a while, the log threads hit captcha, so here we go!

Date: 2017-05-15 07:41 pm (UTC)
long_live_the_queen: (kouta put your pants back on)
From: [personal profile] long_live_the_queen
[Give her a moment, Lucy's going to stare incredulously.]

...how many of those do you have?

[Was there even a person under that cape, or just more knives?]

Date: 2017-05-15 08:26 pm (UTC)
long_live_the_queen: (kouta put your pants back on)
From: [personal profile] long_live_the_queen
[Well fuck. It was not in fact knives all the way down, but Lucy wasn't quite sure if that was better.]

And you kept them all?

[Lucy was still kind of startled by this revelation.]

Date: 2017-05-15 09:18 pm (UTC)
long_live_the_queen: (are you talking about my hat)
From: [personal profile] long_live_the_queen
[It could be worse.

It could be spiders.
]

Hm.

[It was a slightly more thoughtful mumble than usual, honest.

Lucy tightened her grip on the knife only to make sure she wouldn't drop it, and started to walk forwards before her knee decided to stiffen up on her.

...she still wasn't over the knives thing. But that admission did make her think. The only thing Lucy could think of right now that she had that kind of attachment to was that beat up old suitcase, and—that stupid clock.
]

...were any of them in places they're not supposed to be?

[Well, that malfunctioning clock probably belonged in the trash, but.]

Date: 2017-05-16 05:59 pm (UTC)
long_live_the_queen: (are you for serious)
From: [personal profile] long_live_the_queen
[Hm. The only thing like that in the apartment was-

Lucy made a face.
]

...that stupid clock.

oops, repeated myself

Date: 2017-05-16 06:17 pm (UTC)
long_live_the_queen: (are you for serious)
From: [personal profile] long_live_the_queen
[The teenager grumbled more audibly as she stalked forwards a few steps, relaxing to her previous gate after a moment.]

They sent my roommate a gun that can't be loaded.

[At least, Lucy was mostly sure it couldn't be.]

Date: 2017-05-16 07:00 pm (UTC)
long_live_the_queen: (tiny possessive creature)
From: [personal profile] long_live_the_queen
[Lucy didn't notice Chloe had stopped right away, and had to backpedal a bit to avoid crashing into her or otherwise getting too close for Lucy's paranoid personal space bubble.]

I do. Why?

Date: 2017-05-16 07:30 pm (UTC)
long_live_the_queen: (guess she doesn't need a nose)
From: [personal profile] long_live_the_queen
[Chloe seemed unnerved by something, or at least a bit off-balance now. Lucy resisted the automatic impulse to immediately dig her fingers into that weakness, tightening her grip on the knife instead.

It was a stress response, nothing to worry about.
]

...did it do something?

Date: 2017-05-16 08:05 pm (UTC)
long_live_the_queen: (lookin kinda smug there)
From: [personal profile] long_live_the_queen
[No bullets?

...what kind of memories were those?
]

Was she hurt?

[Lucy's voice sounded...a bit odd. More focused, a shade colder.

Answer carefully, Chloe.
]

Date: 2017-05-17 04:22 pm (UTC)
long_live_the_queen: (are you talking about my hat)
From: [personal profile] long_live_the_queen
[Some of the tension in her shoulders unwound, and her grasp on the knife handle relaxed a bit. Crisis(?) averted.]

Pretty sure she wouldn't take a gun to the bakery.

Date: 2017-05-17 05:04 pm (UTC)
long_live_the_queen: (another blank stare icon)
From: [personal profile] long_live_the_queen
Not since it came out of the box.

[So like, for five seconds. It had some weird feather thing on it? It almost looked like a stage prop. With an actual pointy bit on it.]

Date: 2017-05-17 05:41 pm (UTC)
long_live_the_queen: (kouta put your pants back on)
From: [personal profile] long_live_the_queen
...Koro was doing what?!

[Somehow this is more objectionable than "sharp objects in the mail."

...though ugh, centipedes. Lucy didn't like them even when she was normal sized and were one of the few things that actually encouraged her to wear shoes.

Hopefully they didn't run into another.
]

Date: 2017-05-17 06:00 pm (UTC)
long_live_the_queen: (murder does not cure headaches)
From: [personal profile] long_live_the_queen
[Knives again. The dog was using knives.

What the fuck was today even.

Chloe didn't seem like the kind of person to tell elaborate jokes like that. And...Lucy could always just ask Minako, whenever they got home.

Lucy just...shook her head, rubbing her temple with her free hand.
]

Date: 2017-05-17 08:18 pm (UTC)
long_live_the_queen: (are you for serious)
From: [personal profile] long_live_the_queen
[When Lucy's shoulders slumped down this time, it was in exasperation.]

Thanks.

[The grass on the edge of the sidewalk stared moving against the breeze, a few moments after Chloe said that.]

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