[week 0 - saturday night's alright ]
[ as soon as trial's finished, she's looking for natsuo. this time he can't escape her physical contact!!! because she's making a snag for his arm when he least expects it to take him to the kitchen. ]
Come on, let's go make sure all that ink is gone.
Come on, let's go make sure all that ink is gone.

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I'h gah ahheh-y ee?
[ It's... "It's gone already, see?" Or something. There's still glitter here and there, the hot pink blending right in. ]
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We need to wash it out to make sure there's nothing still in there!
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The visceral fear is real and it's back in full force. ]
—it's gone! It's gone! I'll keep spitting until it's all gone! You don't have to do that!
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Will you do it without me pushing you to? [ frowns!! ]
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I'll do it! I'll do it! Pascal can make sure I do it— you stay away!
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Really? How am I more scary than Pascal?
[ gosh natsuo she thought they were over this. ]
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[ Girls are frightening? They're really actually frightening. ]
I'm not used to it! I can do this by myself, so you should stand back so you don't get sprayed with water or anything.
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Okay, but Natsuo..... if you keep acting recklessly, I'm going to get in your face all the time. You realize that, right?
[ she's trying to sound threatening but it doesn't work. ]
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but also no, it works, because the last thing he needs is somebody being in his face. ] I won't be reckless!
[ You won't find him lying in his own blood next time you see him, okay, geez. He'll prove his personal responsibility by retreating to the kitchen sink and turning it on full force before sticking his face under it.
washing it out-- trying to say something but his voice comes out all garbled so I won't even bother transcribing it ]
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You promise?
[ she follows him but keeps her distance since she doesn't want him to run away. pascal, on the other hand, climbs right up on the faucet and glares down at him. you better do it, punk. ]
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There's another garbled response that might be a promise; but he'll skip his whole speech about how he never breaks his promises, and go ahead with actually rinsing out his mouth, filling it with water, swish spit and repeat until he can stick his tongue out in the middle and see that all the glitter is gone.
He trots over to Rapunzel, then sticks his tongue out at her.
To check. Not to be rude. ]
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There we go. How are you feeling?
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I feel fine. Everything's the same color they're supposed to be. [ Non-hallucinogenic? he feels fine in that regard. ] But kinda sick- after all that happened, I dunno. I don't like it.
[ They'd just voted to condemn somebody to death? That's not something he can get out of his head so easily or quickly. ]
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[ and she doesn't feel any better having done it. she's not so sure sharpay deserved to die, as angry as she is about gi-gan's murder. ]
[ (corona has the death penalty, rapunzel, but ok. ) ]
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[ He had so much bravado that first week, then the trial happened, and all of it evaporated, just like that. He's still trying to gather up the wisps. ]
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[ so she understands the frustration. really. she's only managing not to give into it , herself, because she's aggressively focusing her efforts on helping others. case in point: mothering natsuo. ]
But we just can't give up. Neither of us!