♥ good life choices

[priceofmagic]

[ action ♥ 335 Brady Lane ]
[ When Satou woke up from dying she was cold and miserable. Just like the last time, she's stuck in a state of being a corpse and feeling so miserable and scared that she flops back in her bed, curls up, and takes some of the morning to feel sorry for herself. Then gets up, covering her head with her bed;s blankets, and goes downstairs. Where she finds two packages. ]
Au... I think I'd rather have a pulse than mail right now...

[ phone ♥ ]

U-um... I'm back! I'm back... Hello. Sorry about being in the carnival, um... I got some mail. Did anyone else get packages?

[ She fiddles with her two new cards. One has her favorite magical girl dress on it and the other has a classic demon. ] I hope everyone got back from the carnival okay. Haruhi-san, do you have the newspaper I gave you? Um, maybe we should get together and look that over... Did anyone else find newspapers or anything useful in the carnival? Could you let me know? I'm Satou, um and. I'm curious.

[ Satou pauses, looking at the card with the demon on it and frowning. Unimpressed with her regain and not sure what it means. ] And um... Alphonse...san, Mr, um... If you're listening, um... I'm sorry, sir... I about not being nice.

[ action ♥ makeout point ]
[ Despite what would be considered "good judgment", Satou heads to makeout point a few hours after her initial phone call to try training her magic. She's frustrated after letting herself get killed again, even when she had her magic, and needs to vent some steam. ]

Hm... no one is here, I hope? I wonder what that second card means...

Comments

[extraordinarily]

I got a bamboo shoot with tanzaku already on it -- oh, and my cheerleader uniform that I bought online!

[priceofmagic]

Ah um! You have things like that? Amazing...! I bet you look cute in that uniform too!

[extraordinarily]

Of course I do!

[She'd give her a thumbs up, but unfortunately they're speaking through the phone.]

Anyway, do you need the newspaper clipping?

[priceofmagic]

Oh, no! I mean, I'd like to copy the writing later but I can wait?

[extraordinarily]

No, it's fine if you want it now. I'm not doing anything, anyway.

[priceofmagic]

No no! It's fine! Maybe later? You must be super tired!

[extraordinarily]

I'm not tired at all. I'm mostly bored, actually. I hate when it's so boring!

[priceofmagic]

Bored?

[ Satou feels a flash of bitterness. You might be bored, Haruhi, but Satou's sitting around as a corpse. She's not bored at all. ]

Well, if you'd like to come over... I would like to make a copy. And I could share a copy of another flyer I made.

[extraordinarily]

Well, yeah. Mayfield is generally boring unless I'm with a friend -- or someone extraordinary. And sitting around here isn't any fun at all!

[It's okay Satou, Haruhi understands. Sort of. Okay, fine, not really. But it's not like she knows that Satou died, honest! She only knows that her boyfriend Kyon died.]

Alright, then! I'll be right on over. Stay there.

[priceofmagic]

Au?! Um wait, um! Are you sure? Maybe, uh, you should, uh! Put the uniform on first!!!! [ Why to sound like a pervert, Satou.

But she's trying to buy herself time to recover. ] Yeah! Yeah, the uniform!

[extraordinarily]

Huh? Ah, sure... I haven't worn it in a while, so I'll have to try it on. But I'm still going to be there as soon as I can!

[In her uniform, even.]

[priceofmagic]

O-okay yeah, sure, just wear the uniform, it'll be cute, ahahaa.... haha!

[ Quick, what can she do to revive faster?! ]

[extraordinarily]

Okay! I'll be right there, then.

[And she hangs up. In about ten minutes, she'll doorbell her house, wearing her cheerleader uniform.]

[priceofmagic]

[ Dammit, ten minutes was not enough time.

Satou comes to answer the door with her blanket still over her head. ]

Haruhi-san, good day. How are you...? [ Whoaaa.... whoa, that's a cheerleader uniform. Why are you---

oh, right. ]

[extraordinarily]

I'm doing a lot better now that I have something to do!

[Haruhi nods, taking out the newspaper clipping from her skirt pocket.]

You wanted to borrow this, right?

[priceofmagic]

Ah~ Um~ Mmm. Yeah. Can I, please? O-oh and um! I can make you tea too? I have cookies.

[extraordinarily]

I don't mind as long as you give it back.

[Even if Satou was the one who found it to begin with, but honestly.]

And tea, huh... [Tea pretty much makes her nostalgic for Mikuru-chan's tea.] Sure! And sorry for intruding!

[Translation: she's going to barge in.]

[priceofmagic]

Nn-n! No problem!

[ She giggles a bit, but it feels weird to laugh when you can't breath. Slowly, because she's still feeling a bit off from being a corpse, Satou leads Haruhi into the kitchen. ]

I entrusted it to you for a reason, Haruhi-san. I'm glad you were able to take care of it. Thanks so much.

[extraordinarily]

[And Haruhi will follow without another word. But when she does reach there, she manages to speak pretty calmly, yet excitedly at the same time.]

Well, of course I would be able to take care of it! After all, I am not only the ultra detective, but a proud brigade chief.

[priceofmagic]

Brigade...? Ah, mm. You mentioned that...

[ Satou puts the kettle on for tea. ]

Did you make it out of the carnival okay? No scratches or anything?

[extraordinarily]

Well, I did get a little injured --

[There's a pause after that.] But I'm fine now!

[priceofmagic]

Wh-what?! Oh no, I'm sorry!!! I'm glad you're okay!

[extraordinarily]

Don't worry, it was nothing.

[priceofmagic]

I'm sorry for not being there to take care of you, though, Haruhi-san... I'll do better next time, I promise!

[extraordinarily]

I already told you not to worry, right?