Twenty-sixth Lotus

[spandexisyouth]

Lin? I do not think that you need to add Bell back to the schedule after all. He came back a little sick but now he is running a fever and is not feeling well at all.

Do not worry, Stoneface, I will still be able to work and take care of him too! He is just stubborn. But I do not look like myself. My hair is now yellow. And it stands straight up.

It is very hard to open doors with the gloves, too.

Bastet, when you are free, I would like to talk with you please. In person.


[ooc: Youth is Super Saiyan Vegeta. His outfit also glows in the dark, but he hasn't noticed this yet.]

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[spandexisyouth]

[Seeing the tears, Youth abandons that line of inquiry for the moment.]

What is wrong? Are you all right?

[Then it starts to sink in.]

The food? Is it too spicy for you? Some people are not ready for the spice...

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[brbnaptime.livejournal.com]

No, no! it's...

[He was about to say "it's fine" but perhaps the spice was getting to him a bit too much to hide any longer.]

...maybe a little.

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[spandexisyouth]

I am sorry! The rice is meant to help but I think that we have bread!

[Quickly he's dashing back in to find the bread, bringing back a slice and holding it out.]

This is supposed to help if you have trouble with spice.

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[brbnaptime.livejournal.com]

[This is Breeze, stuffing bread in his mouth not-so-elegantly. He tries to nod a 'thanks.']

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[spandexisyouth]

[Youth tries to not look discouraged. Between grumpy and sick Bell looking down on him and Breeze not enjoying what he'd made, it's not been a pleasant evening.]

You are welcome. Is there anything else that you need? I should look after Bell.

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[brbnaptime.livejournal.com]

[He feels bad now, by the tone in Youth's voice, he can tell that his feelings have been hurt a bit. He swallows the bread, which thankfully calmed the burning somewhat.]

...I'm sorry I can't hold my spices, it seems. But I thank you all the same. Let me know if there's anything I can do for you sometime, hmm?

[He hands back the unfinished plate with a nod of thanks.]

Hope your friend feels better.

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[spandexisyouth]

It is not your fault. Some people do not like spice. I do not know why.

[He smiles despite being a little down. Smiles come naturally, after all.]

Do not worry about it, and I will let you know! Thank you. I will be doing what I can to make sure he does.