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[pilot_princess]

[And Gulliver has once again taken this as the perfect opportunity to play with Anemone's communicator. Sure, it's late, but he's bored at the hospital, and roaming around. He squeaks a little, saying something about wanting to eat again. Or go home. Or something.

A few seconds pass before Gulliver just puts down the communicator. Obviously, he's not being fed. And when he moves his butt away, Anemone pops into view, sleeping at a desk, with her head on a few files that are sitting on top of a textbook. And drooling on the paperwork. Gulliver just leaves and lets it idle out on her soft snoring.]

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[pilot_princess]

[Well, it's all just Kureha, really. Anemone seems fine for a moment, but then she sits up really fast, gasping loudly and looking slightly terrified.]

[prodigal-axe.livejournal.com]

Hey! [He blinks and sits back, startled...] You alright?

[pilot_princess]

[She blinks a few times, looking around to see where his voice is from. Oh, communicator. Hello Mr. Communicator. She sighs softly.]

Uh-huh... just...

[And her head goes right back down on the files and she yawns.]

Don't... tell... Kureha...

[prodigal-axe.livejournal.com]

You sure? Don't tell her what...? [Now why would he tell that crazy old lady about her nightmares.]

[pilot_princess]

[Well, she means sleeping on the job. But she can't stay awake to tell him, and is already shutting her eyes to go right back to sleep.]

'm... [And some incoherent mumbling.]

[prodigal-axe.livejournal.com]

Tch. Yeah, you go back to bed... [And he's off to let her sleep.]