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WHAT what you want
WHERE where you want
WHEN Day ""135""

[The rain has cleared, but it appears to have left some people with a case of the sniffles! The magic sniffles. Even if you've never been sick a day in your life, you might not find yourself immune. Then again, maybe you have a terrible immune system and you're fine. I'm not the magic sniffles police.

Symptoms May Include:

- runny nose
- sore throat
- fever
- thinking you're going to cough or sneeze but actually what comes out is A BURST OF THE TRUTH
- waking up in someone else's bed
- joint aches

At least the sketchy pop-up pharmacy at the mall has a special on tissues and nyquil?]

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...if it... changes my cellular activity in... some tissues... am I supposed to allow it...?

IIiiii don't think it can work unless it makes changes?

[following without much more than a chuckle because personable silence is probably the de facto agreement with them]

[honestly looks like he took none of that in and he really hasn't to be honest, just enough to know he doesn't even need to make a gesture of offering to help]

Wow, and look at me eating up your time when you got so much to do. Sounds like you should get back to your micro-processors and batteries, princess.

You could give me a hand.

[yeah, probably. it's harder to get into a fight if you don't talk, for one thing.]

Your place? Mine is a disaster.

I understand.

[fidget. fidget.

...sneeze.]

It, uh, might take a little to kick in.

How human-y is that body, anyways?

[ i can't remember if i know you or not

stares for a long moment ]

... well. Just don't go touching my stuff, I guess.

[wearing different faces all the time does make that tricky]

Hands to myself, got it.

It's... mostly... human... although, I did make some... adjustments... for example, it can... photosynthesize.

That's wise.

Groot is a sentient tree. He perished protecting us during a battle, but he was able to be replanted, and has been growing ever since.

It was worth a try.

You must have, yes.

Yeaaah . . . Nah. You and me both know there ain't nothing I could help you with, and I'm not about to be your barista bitch. You want help? You bug tin can.

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What kinda disaster are you talking about? Natural or fucked up edges?

[rolls her eyes!]

Excuses, excuses. You're plenty handy enough to help me set up a space I can actually get something done in.

Like a training pit locker but with more broken bottles, was how it got put to me last.

Trust me, you don't want this. I feel like shit.

[which just turns into a coughing fit]

Don't you already got guys falling head over feet to do your heavy lifting?

[glancing up and shaking his head]

If I catch you keeping me around just to reach shit on the top shelf, I'm out.

Ey, quick fact: Broken bottles hurt humans. Like, in case, that missed you.

Well... all right, then. That... makes sense.

That's what Peter's for, he loves an excuse to hang off the ceiling.

Rrrright, sooo... that's why I'm saying, your place?

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