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[maidhem]

OHMIGOODDDDDD I THINK I BROKE HIM!!!!!!!

[Attached to the sudden message to the network late at night is a photo of Kei Shiragaki underneath a massive pile of boxes that had toppled over at a storage unit somewhere in the middle of town.

Felicia, panicked, did the first thing that came to mind:

Post to Retrospec.]

I swear to god if this is that doll I'm going to scream. Maybe it really was cursed. Maybe we shouldn't have tried to take it from it's lair...
[Following this is more rambling, babbling text message that string together into something nonsensical. Someone, help this girl.]

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[maidhem]

I'm a professional with these, [Felicia explained, pouting some as she relented and slipped the knives back to safety.] But okay...

[A sigh. She didn't have much in the way of extra abilities compared to others; just a little ice and the skills of a professional ninja maid, but that wasn't nearly enough to prepare her for a doll's curse.]

It's either that doll or my Dad being a bigger hoarder than I thought. It's a little easier to blame the doll, though.

[She wouldn't blame Kei for this. It wasn't his fault, after all. It was her father's.]

What plans do you have, Mister Andrew?

[adoringpast]

[ just because she's a professional at it, it doesn't mean that she can just whip those out anytime? what the fuck.

sena's tuned himself out of the supernatural talk once more because it's still so hard to believe that a fucking doll would toss out curses like this, so he'd still insist that maybe it's just a really wild earthquake like what andrew said. but whatever, he's getting back to work until kei's finally unboxed, to which he's kneeling down to help his uncle sit up. ]

You break anything? Don't move so suddenly.