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[95-tan.livejournal.com]

OS. Bar. RAM and tea. Schoolgirl outfit and arm bandages.

Film at 11.

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[balletrat]

*Meg looks worried at the bandages.*

You haven't gotten those fixed yet?

[95-tan.livejournal.com]

"Oh, hello, Meg-san. No, Link wanted to try using a faerie spirit, so we'll be going to get one soon. Although a nice young man offered his services to help. I'll try him if the faerie doesn't work."

[balletrat]

*Meg nods.* Okay - just making sure. You really had best make sure they're taken care of; you don't want them to get infected or anything.

[95-tan.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I'll be all right," she assures her, waving a hand, "I know how to take care of these things, even if I can't make them just go away." She holds up her cup. "Would you like some tea?"

[balletrat]

*Meg manages to push away the automatic face she makes, and smiles cheerfully instead.* Oh, no - I've got my coffee cup. But thanks!

[95-tan.livejournal.com]

"All right, then." She takes a sip. "How have things been with you lately?"

[balletrat]

*Meg grins.* Pretty good - I got Sawyer over there in a tutu. *She jerks a thumb in his direction.* Someday he'll appreciate what I did for him.

[95-tan.livejournal.com]

She looks, raising an eyebrow. "Are you giving him lessons, then?"

[balletrat]

Lessons, *Meg says cheerfully,* in how to deal with ballerinas.

[95-tan.livejournal.com]

She nods, sipping. "Since there seem to be several here, I think that would be a useful lesson."

Yes, the joke has gone soaring over her head. It's not difficult, given how short she is.

[balletrat]

Of course, *Meg adds brightly,* I wouldn't mind giving him lessons. But somehow I think he'll end up turning them down.

[95-tan.livejournal.com]

"Men do seem less inclined to learn that sort of thing," she agrees.

"Do you ever perform in the bar, Meg-san?"

[balletrat]

*Meg considers.* Well - I've danced in the bar. But dancing and performing aren't quite the same.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_ryo_oh_ki/]

She hops over then

*poof*

changes to a Toddler. "Hello, 95-san!"

[95-tan.livejournal.com]

"Hello there!" She reaches down to hug the girl. "How have you been, Ryo-oh-ki-chan?"

[http://users.livejournal.com/_ryo_oh_ki/]

She beams up to her. "I am well, thank you! How about you?"

[95-tan.livejournal.com]

"I'm well; I have been hoping to meet my user here, but he seems to be busy. Are things well with Washuu?"

[http://users.livejournal.com/_ryo_oh_ki/]

She nods and beams. "She and Ray are talking."

[95-tan.livejournal.com]

"Ray?" Her midsection chugs. "I do not believe I have met that person. Is he a friend of yours?"

[http://users.livejournal.com/_ryo_oh_ki/]

She nods. "He needs her help helping someone here get rid of a demon, or something."

[95-tan.livejournal.com]

"Oh my... a demon? That sounds unpleasant. Is it like a virus?"

[http://users.livejournal.com/_ryo_oh_ki/]

"Demons are spirits that come from the Hells. They usually cause a lot of trouble, so ... I guess?" She nods.

[95-tan.livejournal.com]

"I do hope they can arrange a solution, then. It would be bad to have more trouble in Milliways." She pets Ryo-oh-ki's head protectively. "And I hope they keep you safe, too! I would be worried if a demon ever got at you!"

[http://users.livejournal.com/_ryo_oh_ki/]

She beams and gives 95-san a hug. "Thank you. You are so very nice. I am glad we are friends!"

[95-tan.livejournal.com]

"I'm glad, too," she replies, with a mushy grin. Under the calm facade, she's squealing. A lot. "It's nice to have friends so that I don't miss my sisters as much."