[ She's got a small basket hanging off one arm as she passes by, only really catching sight of Sheila by chance because she lives towards the end of the sleeping bay. Because... she's not really anticipating anyone in the laundry room today.
[ 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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She pokes her head in. ]
...Sheila?
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But, yeah. Sheila looks up from where she's stuffing clothes into the washing machine.]
Hey. You okay...?
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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.