[ Mary nods, and opens her mouth, perhaps to make a suggestion--
But the monster in the nearest fountain seems to be agitated. Maybe it hasn't been fed yet. Maybe it's tired of two teenage dorks being dorky nearby. Whatever the case, it decides to reenact that classic scene from Free Willy and goes soaring into the air... and belly-flopping back into the water.
okay maybe roxas was not at all prepared for the sudden super-soaker situation, so he's just kind of standing there for a second like a very wet, dripping, stunned puppy.]
[well, at least it got their minds off the sad stuff, though getting home quickly is way more important to prevent getting colds and just generally being wet.
[ It's fine, no colds will be had... hopefully. At least they'll make it back in good time and Mary will come back with an armful of towels. One for Roxas!
It means someone's talking about me. [ Or so Kano had told her. It's why she says it with great dignity, except then she peers at him from under the towel and nods. Even unfurled, the towel doesn't cover all of her hair. Please help. ]
...It does? [roxas has never heard that before, so naturally... he's a bit puzzled.
but he can question that while helping her, so he'll use the drier side of his towel to start patting away at the wet strands that arent's covered by the towel. at least he knows how to do this now, since this is a frequent enough occurrence.]
Yeah, Kano told me about it. If you sneeze once, someone is saying good things about you. If you sneeze twice, it's bad things. And if you sneeze three times, you might die.
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But the monster in the nearest fountain seems to be agitated. Maybe it hasn't been fed yet. Maybe it's tired of two teenage dorks being dorky nearby. Whatever the case, it decides to reenact that classic scene from Free Willy and goes soaring into the air... and belly-flopping back into the water.
... Guess who's in the Wet Zone? ]
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wow!
okay maybe roxas was not at all prepared for the sudden super-soaker situation, so he's just kind of standing there for a second like a very wet, dripping, stunned puppy.]
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[ ... Not that Mary's any better. Drenched medusa is not a very impressive sight. ]
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[even if he's now trying to shake off all that excess water.]
What about you? You're all wet not too...
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[ And she's dripping like an oversoaked sponge. Give her a minute, she's got to wring out her hair. ]
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[roxas can't really do much for himself but wait to dry off, after all.]
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[ But she's not saying no, because after living with her, he's probably realized that Mary drying her hair is always a monumental effort. ]
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[it would be hard not to know this by now, after all.]
Should we go back home then? [he's not sure there's even anywhere around close by to get towels.]
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[ And you know, there's still a sandwich at home. ]
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[they've already done the sick thing a couple of times, so maybe getting back and drying off quickly was going to be the best option anyway.]
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[ So yes, brisk march home? At least their towels are fluffy.
The most romantic duo, it's them. ]
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gross.]
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And a very small sneeze into her sleeve. ]
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Mary, you have to dry off quicker... you really will get a cold at this rate...
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[he's using the towel to rub out the excess water in his hair, but since he doesn't have a lot, it's a pretty quick process.]
Do you want help with yours?
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but he can question that while helping her, so he'll use the drier side of his towel to start patting away at the wet strands that arent's covered by the towel. at least he knows how to do this now, since this is a frequent enough occurrence.]
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[ Mary is also gullible. ]
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[that's... alarming, mary.]
How can sneezing be the reason someone dies?
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[this sounds terrible.] Maybe we should... try not to do that then.
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[ By vigorously toweling the top of her head, yes! ]
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[no dying allowed, basically.]
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