[ She is definitely just wearing a different dress. Rooch dress may have to be burned. ]
More or less. [ They've done all they could, and Vira thinks that it was a damn good effort. ] It was our best effort, and that's all that I could ask for. [ ... ] Are you all right? I know I... lost my composure earlier.
[ aka she had to wake up and spit out a titty stress ball because she was possessed by a fox ]
[Sheila likes her clothes too much to burn them, unfortunately.]
What? Yeah, of course I am. [She gives her a funny look, waving her off.] It could happen to anyone. Don't even worry about it. Though, sorry about the gag? I had to improvise.
I'm alright. Though, that sounds like a question you should ask Takeru... [A slight frown because, eugh. She did not sanction that vore.] How are you holding up, Vira?
[ what begins in vore, ends in vore. they are stuck in an ourovoreos. ]
Ah, yes... I'm planning to stop by his room to bring him some food. [ she gestures to the basket, because she doesn't want him to hide away until he's dead. ] As for me, I—suppose I've been better. But I've little room to complain, compared to what Sasazuka and Harrowhark went through today.
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More or less. [ They've done all they could, and Vira thinks that it was a damn good effort. ] It was our best effort, and that's all that I could ask for. [ ... ] Are you all right? I know I... lost my composure earlier.
[ aka she had to wake up and spit out a titty stress ball because she was possessed by a fox ]
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What? Yeah, of course I am. [She gives her a funny look, waving her off.] It could happen to anyone. Don't even worry about it. Though, sorry about the gag? I had to improvise.
[The titty stress ball...]
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...One must work with the materials they're given.
[ And sometimes those materials are booby stress balls. ]
Still, a lot happened today. How are you holding together?
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Ah, yes... I'm planning to stop by his room to bring him some food. [ she gestures to the basket, because she doesn't want him to hide away until he's dead. ] As for me, I—suppose I've been better. But I've little room to complain, compared to what Sasazuka and Harrowhark went through today.