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[yatteyanyo]

-It's been a hell of a weird day, hasn't it? And yet with all of this chaos, the watchman of the Charming Murderess hasn't made a peep. Or been seen at all. At least until now. She opens the book to a lot of noise and sounds... groggy?-

Ah... was I asleep? That's strange... -She was capable of sleep. She didn't need it, though, so it was awfully odd that she'd have slept in for almost an entire day. She hops out of bead and...

... those sure are footfalls being heard.

And a moment later, the book drops as she shrieks.-

I HAVE LEGS?!

Comments

[forhylia]

...Truly?

[yatteyanyo]

Why would I lie about something like this?! -She takes a few more steps AND... promptly falls down.-

[forhylia]

Sorry, sorry..! Are you all right? Should I come to your quarters?

[yatteyanyo]

... I-I... -She heard what he said, but somehow it didn't register as she discovered something else feeling her own hands.-

I... I have a pulse...

[forhylia]

[Link is silent for a moment, trying to pick out what to say. He has come to understand the nature of Tojiko's being, at least as much as he can manage to. But this... Is he even the right person to be speaking with her at this moment?]

Is that... good news?

[Of course it's good news you blockhead.]

[yatteyanyo]

I... I don't know... I'm scared... -She hasn't been alive in centuries.-

[forhylia]

Would you like for me to come sit with you? Or perhaps contact someone else?

[His voice is gentle, but not patronizing.]

[yatteyanyo]

I need... Futo. She'll know what to do.

[forhylia]

Of course.

Good luck.

[yatteyanyo]

Right... good luck... -She had no idea, really, how to respond. She was still in shock.-