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[The screen flickers to life, showing the slightly cluttered interior of Ken Hidaka's bathroom. Barely visible is a soccer themed tee-shirt hanging precariously from the edge of the counter and a brightly colored cat perched on the top of the toilet. In the background, however, there's no mistaking the sound of water running and over that, a barely recognizable song. The cat glances back towards the bearer of the voice, a look of mild annoyance plain on his splotched face.

The song goes on, pausing every now and again. In fact, he's singing so loudly that he doesn't hear the door slowly opening. Ears peaked, Gent swivels his head towards the opening door only to go wide eyed and jump down, intent on running out of the room. For a long moment, the only action is Ken singing on, oblivious, before the shower door opens. The song pauses, only be replaced by a sharp, mildly panicked yell. A brief moment later, one naked Ken Hidaka bounces out of the shower, throwing a bar of soap at whatever was still in the warm shower stall.]

Holy shit! What th'HELL?

[The bathroom's door, left ajar, is then slammed open as a blue-haired silhouette quickly enters the bathroom.]

...KEN!? What's wrong?? What ha---? ...Aw, no WAY.

[Umi pauses to stare in shock for a moment only to draw her sword shortly afterward.]

What the heck IS that thing??

[She arrives just in time to see Ken lobbing toothbrushes at the now visible slimy green blob inching closer to Ken. There's no way to miss the mingled look of disgust and irritation on his face.]

How the hell should I know? Just kill it!

Ewwwwwwww...! You don't have to tell me twice! It's DISGUSTING!!

[Umi moves to stab it deeply with her rapier, only to have the wobbly creature, unharmed, turn against her and strike back at her before going back to hunting Ken.]

Wh- ...Looks like it's after YOU!

[And there goes the toothpaste as well as Ken's shirt. It's odd, really. Everything he throws at it just ends up being sucked into the gelatinous shape with a sound resembling a soft belch.]

What? That's stupid! Why would it be after ME?

Beats me! But see how it wants to get you!

[Another attempt to stab the creature ends up in Umi's sword arm almost sinking into it.]

... Ewugh! GOSH. I'll get your weapons! We need to get it out before--!

[There's a pause, and Umi's face goes bright red.]

...KEN, PUT SOME CLOTHES ON TO FIGHT THIS THING.

[Blinking, Ken glances over at her, a can of shaving cream poised to be thrown. It takes a minute for her words to sink in but he glances down just to be sure she's not overreacting. Sure enough, she's not and Ken tosses the can only to grab for the nearest towel or washcloth to cover himself with.]

HOLY CRAP UMI! QUIT LOOKING!

..I-I'm NOT!!

[Even if the fierce blush on Umi's face as she fights on with the monster suggests the contrary.]

We got bigger problems at the moment!

[As Ken flails around for a towel, a wave of blue material covers the screen and the little handheld is knocked off of the counter, the video going all sideways and snowy with static.]

[ooc: Attack of the fridge monster. Ken is in green and Umi is in blue. Have fun!]

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Ken... it's-! It's really wanting to go where you are.

[Now Umi's more than sure of this. The creature's been almost blatantly ignoring her and now it looks like it's all for following Ken even into its watery demise. Umi's magic may be gone, but she's still impervious to the cold water. She helps Ken keep the thing in place under the drizzle.] Jeez, how's that for ODD...

Edited 2010-11-16 19:01 (UTC)

...this has not been a good morning.

...Had worse, but no kidding! [Sighing with relief at the creature finally disintegrating, Umi is careful to look away and give Ken room for feeling less uncomfortable. He sword goes back into the magic glove as she searches for dry towels.]

Will we ever figure out what this was about??

Hell if I know...

[Fortunately there are some. Neatly folded, too. Umi guesses this is Aya's work. She keeps one for herself and hands two to Ken without facing him.]

As long as there aren't MORE around...

---Aw. Ken. [A glimpse over her shoulder makes her wince at the sight of the bagh nakhs. Doesn't she know what it's like to care for a weapon.] Your blades...

.. they'll be alright. It'll take a while to get them back in shape, but they'll be alright.

I can ask Presea to have a look at them if you want. Though... I doubt you'd want. But, anyway. Yeah.

I'm fine. Not liking being this useless one bit, but fine. How about you? [No point in denying what Ken already guesses at, probably. It's not like he and Aya weren't the firsts to find out.]

I'll take care of them myself.

Cold and wet and a little grumpy, but other than that, fine.

...I knew you'd say that.

[They're Ken's weapons of choice, after all. It's a personal thing and Umi for one can understand that.]

You need to get dressed and drink something hot before you catch a cold.

... yeah. I'll get some coffee going before I grab some sweats.

I'll check the fridge while you're at it. [She's already moving out to do just that.]

If what Eagle just said is true there may be more of those freaky things in there. We don't want that.

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