[voice]

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[Rapunzel's journal flickers to life when she opens and activates, and her voice comes through the pages, delivering her message. She's short and to the point.]

If anyone needs assistance with...with anything, please feel free to contact me. My...powers are limited right now, but I promise I'll do whatever I can.

[She knows things are...wrong right now. That people aren't who or what they're really supposed to be. Rapunzel can't fix that, but if anyone is injured, that much she might be able to assist with.]

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Do you want to join naked Zhaneel and I in the infirmary?

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Naked -- what?

[O_O]

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Zhaneel refuses to wear any clothing.

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W-well...

Isn't...isn't she usually a bird? I suppose that makes sense...

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Yeah, that's the situation, basically.

[Pause.]

Sandrath is here, too. Just an f.y.i.

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[Rapunzel actually doesn't know what San did. She had been too busy to read or know what's going on and too busy getting Oncie AWAY from the fucking Headsman to care. ]

Oh, alright. Then...I'll be there shortly!

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Alright. Don't get lost or anything.

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[not funny okay]

I won't. Don't worry.

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[Whatever okay.

Kloe's waiting. And just chillin' out.]

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[Sup big K. Here's Punzie.]

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[Sup Punzie. Wut up.]

Hey. Glad you showed up.

[Does she look exhausted? Yeah, she looks really fucking exhausted.]

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..You look terrible, Kloe. When was the last time you had some rest?

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Dunno. A while.

[Kloe pinches the bridge of her nose.]

I've been busy.

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...Why don't you get a quick nap? I can watch over things for a little bit.

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So long as you think you can handle Sandrath. I'll have to prep his medication for you.

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Oh, it's no problem. I can handle him.

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Uh huh.

[Kloe wanders off over to a table and fusses around with a couple small vials. She eventually hands one over to Rapunzel.]

Give this to him to manage the pain. If he's hungry you're going to have to go down to the kitchen and feed him. He can't move his arms or legs at all.

[She rubs her face.]

...Thanks.

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[Guess what you're coming back to, Kloe. A nice and healed boyfriend.]

Of course. Please, Kloe -- get some rest. I'll handle him.