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[kumoko]

[ OOC: Use this post for threads that're too small for the comms, for little incidents or for handwaves and discussions on how interactions would go without actually RPing through them! Also for when I time out on backtags I'm so sorry. ]

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[kumoko]

[ He gets a highly expressive shrug as she pats around underneath her for the device. Sometimes... being a spider... is worse.

Oh, whew, there it is. Her bulk shielded it. Thanks, bulk! ]

Downsides to being a spider too.

[blitzcheer]

[ Is she shrugging at being okay... well, actually, she seems pretty fine for the chaos just a second ago. That's a speedy recovery, man. ]

I'll keep that in mind next time I see you around fire. [ Noted, noted! ] But, I think with the clothes... if you made another hoodie, we can see if Nita can speak it into not being so flammable?

[ 'Please, pretty please hoodie'? ]

[kumoko]

Maybe. [ how does Nita's magic work? Who knows! Magic based on talking to things is like her worst nightmare and she tries not to think about it too much.

If you think that's speedy why not watch this compilation of her top 100 near-death experiences in her first year of life!!!

She produces a second dollop of medicine, smaller this time, and waggles the orb of liquid up and down her burnt leg. Healing spells are faster, but this is better for heat-related pain now she doesn't have painkilling skills, okay? ]

You ask her.

[blitzcheer]

I can do that. [ No problem! Talk to Nita about anything and everything? He can do that in a heartbeat. But now he's distracted by the salve she's rubbing on herself, silent for a moment, but--

but Webs can only wish that was it!! ]

...did you make that too? [ He'll nod if he has to, to the ointment she's applying to herself. ]

[kumoko]

Medicine Synthesis. [ One of those skills she's had to recreate with magic, but she doesn't regret it at all.

Because, you know.

Fire exists, and is terrible. ] It's a combination of poison and healing magic.

[blitzcheer]

[ Oh?


Oh!! ] You don't need to pout it into your web? [ It's called silk, Tidus- ] You should let us buy you something for making some! We've been buying them off the shop!

[kumoko]

[ UM.




Dude did anyone ever tell you you're kind of intense!!! ]

Buying what.

[blitzcheer]

[ who, THIS GUY?? ]

Your medicine! If you can make it like a healing potion-- we can spend the points on you we'd use for buying potions!

[ Or, energy drinks for Noctis to turn into potions. Details schmetails!! Still, isn't that a better idea? ]

[kumoko]

[ YEAH THAT GUY EXACTLY. ]

Wouldn't potions be better? [ She's never had to use one honestly! ]

[blitzcheer]

...We can find out. How about that?

[ Ah- ] It'd be better for most of us without the poison... but we can take some for a test play on a mission, and see how they work out.

[ Best time to test new heals. ]

[kumoko]

[ there's.......... no poison in it...






probably. ]

Got a bottle?

[blitzcheer]

Uh... [ Does he? Tidus moves out a hand, posed as if ready to hold onto something.

...

And he turns his hand, looking at it, then puts up a forefinger- ] One sec!

[ --Time to go into the luggage car to grab one!

Please wait... Please wait... Please wait... Please wait...


okay he back! ] I grabbed five!

[ What else are they going to use with these 500ml bottles if Piccolo is just making them smaller ones! ]

[kumoko]

[ Waiting, waiting, waiting-- Great!

Wait why is she getting excited. Almost got her, huh?! Okay, she produces another globule of medicine immediately! ]

[blitzcheer]

[ THAT'S A CANNONBALL, KUMOKO!!

Well, as long as it's easy to manoeuvre. Tidus pops the cork, and...!! ]

Can you get it in? [ Tidus doesn't have a funnel with him! ]

[kumoko]

[ Get it?

In?





Splash. ]

[blitzcheer]

[ Splash! Over his hands! Some on his shirt!!!



...

Looking at the mess with an expression of 'I can't be mad', 'Ugh, it smells sorta okay?', 'I miss my gloves...' ]

...I'll bring a funnel for any others. [ Oh. Wait. ] Got a towel?

[kumoko]

[ You're welcome for the free heal! It's not like she feels any regret for soaking you in totally beneficial liquid; isn't he some kind of professional swimmer? Probably feels just like home.

Well whatever. She spins up a soft white towel, which drops onto his head. ]