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[soul_sister]

This mailbox is currently useless and I'm not bothering with it. Please try my secretary.

((OOC: She will be answering things here, naturally. She's just a jerk.))

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[overclocking]

What?

— Oh! No, it's nothing like... I'm just not hungry, that's all.

[soul_sister]

[Hang on, this is going to take a second.

Rosette has never known a world where not hungry was a factor in meals.]

Really?

[overclocking]

Really.

We can't all constantly stuff our faces like you do, you know.

[soul_sister]

It's not stuffing my face! I'm a growing woman!

[overclocking]

It's definitely stuffing your face. Do you know how often I have to go hunting to feed only two people? You'd think we had six people stashed away in here.

[soul_sister]

Six of you, maybe! Who isn't hungry for half the meals!

[This argument, notably, doesn't stop her from talking with her mouth full.]

[overclocking]

[ POINTING ]

It's a good thing, too, or we might actually starve!

[soul_sister]

[...... ON THAT LAST WORD SHE JUST SHOVES A SPOON (full of soup) INTO HIS MOUTH.]

[overclocking]

[ CHOKES and splutters while he yanks it back out. INSULTS PENDING, his life is in danger just now. ]

[soul_sister]

At this point, you're responsible too!

[overclocking]

[ Stands up.

Sidesteps the table.

TACKLES HER. ]

[soul_sister]

[It's a graceful arc, Rosette knocked clean off her chair and both of them sail cleanly to the floor. Rosette hit's the ground with an indignant SQUAWK!!

[overclocking]

[ He relents only when he's successfully sitting on her. ]

That's not how you get people to eat more.

[soul_sister]

[She makes a few good attempts to throw him off.... and settles for just a hand pushing at his face.]

I wouldn't have to take measures if you just ate more to start with.

[overclocking]

[ Pushing on his face is effective insofar as he rolls off of her specifically to avoid having a hand pushed in his face. ]

Honestly... I'm not a child that needs looking after, you know.

[soul_sister]

[Perhaps it was a gesture for the gentle wake up, or perhaps it was simply because Chrono gave in the tussle so easily, Rosette didn't pursue him to swap the holds, just sat up and folded her arms.]

Of course not! If you were a child you'd have way less choice in the matter.

[And way more carrots in the stew.]

[overclocking]

[ He mutters something indiscernible under his breath before, finally, ]

Anyway... are you done eating? I'd assume so if you're shoving it at other people.

[soul_sister]

Ah.. yeah.

[She picks herself up off of the floor and dusts off of her skirt.]

Do we have a mission today?

[overclocking]

Yes. I mean-

[ gdit. He follows suit, casting his eyes about for the ammo box that he has carefully kept her out of for the past few months. ]

No, not exactly. You know what day it is, right?

[soul_sister]

Eh....

[She pulls out her tablet, turning it on to see....... the.......... date............]

It's my birthday? When did that happen?

....... No WONDER you were being nice. [FREE PASS DAY!!!!]

[overclocking]

— Wait.

[ R U D E ]

What's that supposed to mean, exactly?

[soul_sister]

This is the first day that waking up hasn't involved snow.

[overclocking]

[ He crosses to the ammo box, finally, and pulls it open — but he's HUFFING while he does so. ]

It's not my fault you can never wake up on time.

[soul_sister]

A growing woman needs a lot of beauty sleep, all right?!

[Despite the tone, she's craning to watch him. THAT IS NOT A NORMAL PART OF MORNINGS... He... didn't? Did he?]

[overclocking]

[ Of course he did.

From the bottom shelf, among the twisted and faded magazines and a dime novel or two, he withdraws a small, relatively nondescript package and holds it out, color starting in the tips of his ears. What is the protocol for this? Is he supposed to sing? Dance? Recite some ritual words??

He has no idea, so what she gets instead is: ]

Here.

[ Nailed it. ]