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14 BRAINS ; REINTRO, VIDEO
[ She'd been here before. And she remembered having time to grieve, but having left and come back, the most recent memories weren't pleasant ones and without a the cold brains of a professional mercenary-slash-hitman to keep that down, Liv took a while to even get out of her pod.
She lay silently, staring at the rugged stone ceiling of the Bay, letting only the sound of the water's ripples and echoes fill her ears. Even without the panic of not knowing where she was, what had once been scars were freshly opened wounds and a reminder that what she had made her life's purpose was once again out of reach in a land where anyone real who died was brought back. A silent twenty minutes later, she took a forced breath. First step: food. Which meant the first step of the first step was finding out if anyone was working in the morgue right now and to get her job back.
Hospital Morgue Shenanigans for Edward Nygma.
With food out of the way and a fresh brain kicking in, it was time to greet the public. Olivia Moore back in action. The video starts with her looking like she's just been stretching, wearing a tank top. ]
Rob Thomas died in my world. Sorry to the Matchbox Twenty fans, may he rest in peace. [ Or in the stomachs of a bunch of military contractor zombies. But you know. ]
Last thing I remember here was the winter party. What'd I miss? Make it snappy, I've got a 5k to run before lunch. A day without a jog is a day lived like a log.
[ Health nut. At least running is a good distraction. Good to know what kind of brain she'd nabbed out of the morgue. Guess you can eat pine nut and kale smoothies all you want, they're not going to stop an out-of-control mini-van. ]
She lay silently, staring at the rugged stone ceiling of the Bay, letting only the sound of the water's ripples and echoes fill her ears. Even without the panic of not knowing where she was, what had once been scars were freshly opened wounds and a reminder that what she had made her life's purpose was once again out of reach in a land where anyone real who died was brought back. A silent twenty minutes later, she took a forced breath. First step: food. Which meant the first step of the first step was finding out if anyone was working in the morgue right now and to get her job back.
Hospital Morgue Shenanigans for Edward Nygma.
With food out of the way and a fresh brain kicking in, it was time to greet the public. Olivia Moore back in action. The video starts with her looking like she's just been stretching, wearing a tank top. ]
Rob Thomas died in my world. Sorry to the Matchbox Twenty fans, may he rest in peace. [ Or in the stomachs of a bunch of military contractor zombies. But you know. ]
Last thing I remember here was the winter party. What'd I miss? Make it snappy, I've got a 5k to run before lunch. A day without a jog is a day lived like a log.
[ Health nut. At least running is a good distraction. Good to know what kind of brain she'd nabbed out of the morgue. Guess you can eat pine nut and kale smoothies all you want, they're not going to stop an out-of-control mini-van. ]
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Of course, it would be doubtful Satori would come out of her hidey-hole randomly and run across Liv. But with Koishi being Koihsi, it wouldn't be long before the younger of the two psychic sisters-
"Hello there miss!" Not long at all.
She was floating right behind Liv, her third eye bobbing and swaying coupled with her her thousand watt grin. And, within moments, all sense of personal space was discarded and Liv's hand was grasped and given a vigorous shake. Fortunately it was not the one carrying the bag. It was let go just as quickly, the little creature still hovering somewhat close, holding her third eye close to her chest.
"I remember you! You're back! I'm really glad you are!"
At least her noise-making wasn't drawing anywhere near the amount of attention it would normally cause.
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But there she was. The one who she had trouble recalling the features of sometimes when she was out of the room. She wasn't exactly sure why that was, but she never 100% forgot her at least.
Genessia wonders.She's just glad she'll hopefully never have to describe Koishi for a police line up. ]You know me. I always spring back.
[ A wry smile attached itself to the comment, then she held out the bag once she managed to get her hand back from the shake. ]
For you and your sister. I hope you're not too hungry.
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"Springing back is a good trait to have. I can do that too usually except for that one time I got eaten awhile back. I couldn't do much about that." She didn't bother elaborating further, though she might if asked.
But, for now, she was focused on the bag. "Ohh!" Se drifted forward, peeking inside, though she kept her hands behind her back. Remembering her manners for once. "Not too bad. I'm fully recharged from an incident that happened a bit ago. Sis is probably pretty hungry though I've been bringing her back bones from monster hunters who get themselves killed."
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This should help her feel better anyway. What happened with you?
[ Just.. to check. She wants to make sure. And possibly beat herself up because she was trying to prevent that kind of thing and even though it isn't her fault she left Genessia for a while, Liv was never much for taking weight off of her shoulders. ]