…
(Skitters a little closer and stands on her tippy-to—... Well, the tips of her little robo-legs.)
...There was a... A Servant in my room that I didn't know, and—... I think, um, he may have been out to get me...? So—so I'm laying low...
(There is an, uh... a very large man in formal attire slumped against the back of the couch, wheezing intermittently. Looks like he might be asleep... or something.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019...Wh—... Oh my gawd, really...?!
(Pops her lil' Theresa head out of the shrub.)
Oh man, uh— Did—did that lady catch him? God, I was waiting for her to come back with word, but— Maybe, maybe she just couldn't find me since we switched rooms, or—...
...Uh... Are you okay?
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019...Uh... I mean, did he hurt you or something? He stole off so fast when we got a look at him... Geez louise, now I wish I just fuckin' told Caster about it, but I... You know, all the danger, I didn't wanna throw another person into the crossfire, especially not with a shifty one like him...
...Really, though, are you okay? He didn't... almost getcha, did he?
(Just starts removing the shrub, looking and sounding both relieved and concerned.)
(Abruptly flinches mid-wheeze, head jerking upright.)
Ghhh—! Où...?
(Takes nervous, half-awake glances at his surroundings, wheezing quietly.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019-Gracia is still with Savannah-
-Still perturbed that she almost snooped in on two well-toned young males getting intimate-
-She wonders if they noticed-
-Maybe they're kissing right now-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?...Well... That, or... some other weird shit. He fell of our TV while we were watching a movie, and then he was all like "AHHH SHIT" and he just—... he just took off, jumped out the window... Uh, can Servants get drunk at all?
…!
(Flinches and peers over his shoulder, staring... rather wildly at Fen.)
...Still sequestered, strange setting, someone speaks... Uhhhhm, should...
(Wheezes nervously, still looking rather... distant and off.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019

...Are we...? I mean, um, I really shouldn't... shouldn't be...
(Recedes a bit into the shrub.)
(Questionably okay respiratory noises continue to emanate from behind the couch.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019