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[Ryotarou appears on the Plane, dripping paint where he stands. He's almost completely covered in the stuff, mostly of pastel purples and blues, but seems to be trying to shake it off and wring out his shirt. He looks kind of embarrassed and confused at how it probably all happened, although not very surprised.]

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[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

... Some paint fell on me.

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...How?

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

I think it happened when I tried to cross the street... I stepped in a pothole and stumbled onto the sidewalk... I bumped into someone there, and.. [pauses] I'm not sure. There was more, but it went a little fast.

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...

You really do have bad luck, don't you?

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[small, slightly embarrassed smile] Ever since I can remember.

[contract_star]

[Returns the smile and then ducks out for a moment. He returns with a wet towel and a bottle of detergent. He hands the towel to Ryotarou and holds up the detergent.]

This stuff will get absolutely anything out of clothes. You can have it; you'll probably need it.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[Blinks, taking the towel and automatically using it to wipe off some of the paint.] Are you sure, Li-san...?

[contract_star]

It's no problem. I have more at home, actually. You'll probably need it more than I will. [Haha, lies.]

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[Nods and shifts the towel so he can take the detergent with a grateful little half-bow.] Then... thank you. [Knowing Ryotarou? It may not be as untruthful as you think. :|]

[contract_star]

[Smiles.] It's no problem.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[Small smile back, but he's still trying to wipe the paint off before it dries. He doesn't say anything more, but the silence isn't awkward; if anything, he's grateful for the help.]