Dossier Thirteen

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Henrietta is in the woods again, this time in the deepest, darkest most private area she can find. She's wrestling with her P90, trying to grip it properly, but the muzzle keeps dipping towards the forest floor. She fumbles and nearly drops it, wincing--her hands are raw and sore-looking. Apparently she's been at this a while. She hesitates.]

...I should look for them again...


[[Experiment start!]]

Comments

[aimania.livejournal.com]

[Flonne was lost in the woods when she spots Henrietta]

Is there something wrong with your gun?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Maybe... It's really heavy. I can't hold it right any more.

[aimania.livejournal.com]

[Flonne puts her hands on the gun and helps support it]

Maybe you need more sleep?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Shakes her head] I was fine when I got up.

[aimania.livejournal.com]

Do you feel well? You could be sick.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

But I wasn't! Why would I be now? I don't get sick anyway, not normally.

[aimania.livejournal.com]

Oh, that is very strange. Maybe someone is draining your strength...

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Draining it? How?

[aimania.livejournal.com]

Maybe you have a secret weakness! Laharl-san's energy has been drained before from weaknesses! His stats go down.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Stats? Do I have stats?

[aimania.livejournal.com]

I think so! But you could usually tell if they were lowered. So that must not be it either.

Ah, do you feel any different? It might not be a sickness but it seems to be something...

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

No... I don't think so. My muscles feel strange. Does that count?