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shhhnaps

[cloudnun]

I won't make you do that.

Don't worry about it, okay?

naps

[shipwrecking]

you know i cant help it

[cloudnun]

It'll be fine. We're not going sailing anytime soon, okay?

[shipwrecking]

where are you right now

[cloudnun]

The common room on my floor, listening to music.

[shipwrecking]

im coming over ok

[cloudnun]

I don't have a problem if you come to visit me, why would I?

suddenly action

[shipwrecking]

[whoop that sure is a head poking out of the floor beside Ichirin.]

Just giving you a heads-up.

[cloudnun]

Did you think I'd get a fright or something? Come on, ghosts don't scare me.

[Pat pat patting the seat next to her.]

Come on and sit down, okay? I was reading a book but I can stop if it's for you.

[shipwrecking]

[yeeee sitting next to and leaning against.]

Is the book any good? It's not one of those cheesy romance stories, is it?

[cloudnun]

[This is a way of making sure she doesn't go onto that boat, if Ichirin isn't mistaken. Not very subtle, but she's okay with that. She really is.]

It's not a romance story, it's a horror story about a man making another man from dead bodies.

[shipwrecking]

That sounds like something the hermit would do. [the hermit being Seiga, of course.]

Why're you reading something like that? I didn't think you were into those kinds of stories.

[cloudnun]

[It's research. Horror novels are research material. At the mention of that being done by a certain hermit, Ichirin shrugs, turns her page over at the corner, closes the book and stares into Murasa's face.]

It was all I could find when I was looking. It's better than nothing. isn't it?

[shipwrecking]

... Yeah, I guess it is. [it's also better than going on the ship.]

Can you read aloud to me?

[cloudnun]

You... want me to read you a story?

[shipwrecking]

Yeah. There's nothing weird about that.

[cloudnun]

Usually people read out stories of a more, well, friendly nature. Don't they?

[shipwrecking]

You can make up a story on the spot, then. I don't mind.

[cloudnun]

Hm... what kind of story? Are you a romance lover, Minamitsu?

[shipwrecking]

Not really. The only romance lover here is you, I thought.

[can she use Ichirin's lap as a pillow? she's using Ichirin's lap as a pillow.]

[cloudnun]

Do I really come across as a lover of romance? I thought I came across as a nun in training.

[whatever that means also go ahead use her as a pillow. She's actually a little happy for the contact.]

You didn't answer the first question I asked.

[shipwrecking]

Ah... go wild, I'm not picky. Maybe something in the adventure genre?

[cloudnun]

Haven't you had enough adventure ately?

[Of course Murasa could say the same to her about horror, which explains the slight mental slap she gave herself just now.]

[shipwrecking]

[yeaaah. she reaches up and taps Ichirin's face with a knuckle.]

I wouldn't call this an adventure. We're stuck in one city.

[no comment on the Charon.]

[cloudnun]

[She laughs, shaking her head from side to side as if badly wounded by that attack. Oh the pain. Pichuun pichuuuun the pain.]

Adventure's can be in the inside of your mind, can't they?

[Lame!]