An Incident [May 1; Video]

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[Private to the Troll Hive]

[A smiling Aranea flips the camera to herself. She's waiting in line for the cashier and seems to have taken this as a good opportunity to address the guide.]

Hi Di and Sign! I was in the neighborhood and remembered that we were out of some medical supplies. So I took it upon myself to procure some. Hehe. Since I'm here, do you know of anything else I might be--

Hey, what's that you got there? [And voice comes from behind the counter.]

Huh... [Aranea looks away to address him.] Oh, it's just some supplies for me and my--

You're one of those "guests," huh? Well, you better get out of here. We won't take your credit.

Oh, um... but I was here just a few days ago--

We're changing our store's policy. So just, get out of here, okay, horned freak?

Okay. Sure. There's no need to get excited. I'm leaving.

[The camera shakes visibly as Aranea sets her mirror inside a handbag. In the process of doing so...]

[Video to all -- from Aranea's bag]

Just where do you think you're going with that?

Oh, um. I was just going to put it away.

Liar! You were trying to steal it!

I did not lie, nor am I trying to steal! In fact if I were to attempt to leave right now I would be stealing!

Little bitch. You want to steal my stuff now that we're not serving guests!

No, really! I was just--let go of me!!

You're not so tough without your partner, huh...

[There's a second of struggling and not a second longer the sound of fist contacting face...]

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[The store was not one familiar to Di, but Aranea's scent was and it was easy enough to follow. Di's already lost people she loves before, so in her haste she nearly rips the store door off its hinges as she enters]

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[Thankfully, Kanji and Naoto had been there earlier and were just on their way of taking Aranea out of this situation. She gives Meulin a sad but sincere smile.]

Thanks... ugh ...Meulin.

I'm fine.

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[Di will decide that for herself, but at the very least Aranea is no longer being attacked.]

You don't seem to be. [She approaches her, looking to see what all that damage is]

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[She looked up to give Meulin a better glance.]

Feels like... ugh ...what I've heard... ugh ...a broken nose... ugh ...nose to be.

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[Ow. Di pulled up the edge of her sleeve to gently dab around Aranea's nose, avoiding touching it.]

We should get you to Horrorspital, they'll be able to help there.

[Di had to get out too, otherwise she might want to give this shopkeeper a piece of her mind if he was still around]

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[She tries to fight fidgeting at the dabbing. She's having trouble with all thi attention and forcing to prevent some raised hands from fretting.]

Y-Yeah... ugh ...okay.

[She notices the agitation. And makes a quick decision.] Can you... ugh ...take me?

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Of course, dear. [Aranea needn't even have asked. Agitated as she was, getting her help was most important]

Do you need me to get you any napkins or handkerchiefs? [Surely there was something they could use in this store, and it was going to be on the house 8|]

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I... ugh ... think I can manage.

[She's lying. Blood is still flowing, no matter how optimistic she is being about it. If anything, her nose is starting to become even bluer and has more of a bulge. If this keeps up she will have a blue plum on her face...]

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[Yeeaa. Di can kinda see that. She just gives a shake of her head]

Wait here. [And she is off hunting down some napkins. The store is organized well enough that she finds them and...well. She's a little surprised to see at how many options there are for just napkins, but she grabs a box and rips the plastic open as she heads Aranea's way.]

Here. [She pulls out a bundle full and hands them and the box to the cerulean troll]

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Oh... ugh

[She should know by now that there is no way to convince Di about this. And, if anything, trying to fight it would probably just bring about more "gifts" at the owner's expense. So she graciously takes it from her.]

Thanks... Meulin.

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[Di looks a little surprised by the usage of her name, but then she smiles and seems to relax a tad]

Of course, Arawrnea. [She puts a hand gently on her back]

Will you be okay to walk all the way?

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[Aranea nodded.]

I just... ugh ...might need to stop... ugh ...to catch my breath.

[Though she's doing okay now, she worries that once the endorphins and adrenaline start to wane that she's going to be in a world of hurt and misery. Plus her head was kind of woozy from all the congestion.]

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[The temptation to pick Aranea up with pretty strong and if she didn't get better Di might just do that. For now she kept her eyes firmly on the other girl. She kept that arm around her and waited for her.]

Take your time.

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[She does and takes a few deep breaths. She looks over briefly to Disciple... Meulin looking over. A memory was there. Quiet and muted, and it hurt. It hurt almost as much as the injury she was just inflicted. So close, and yet...]

[She smiled and gave her a soft squeeze. A quick cough before giving her a nod to say she was ready to go.]