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[kindaruledatit]

"Heyo! You've reached Wendy Corduroy! You know what to do..... beep!"

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[thesbian]

((Kashima being, well, Kashima, sees her window of opportunity. She scoops a bit of Wendy's hair into her hand and holds it daintily in her fingers, bowing slightly and gallantly.)) A mere "buzz cut" would not suit a woman of your high esteem, my lady.

[kindaruledatit]

Yeah? Well ooh, la la! [And Wendy, being Wendy, decides to laugh this off and take it semi-seriously. Hey, it's the only way she can really deal with Kashima being super charming right now. It's absurd.

Her hair is also super soft. So enjoy that.]

[thesbian]

Here! Let's sit you down first. ((Kashima buzzes away, eventually grabbing one of the art stools and sliding it up to Wendy. Kashima bows.)) Your salon throne, my queen. ((It's always games with this prince of the theater.

And then kashima gets a different pair of scissors, since the other one is obviously a lethal weapon now. There's no brushes so... finger... combing???

A pause.)) Wow...

[kindaruledatit]

[Choosing to stand back and watch seemed like the best thing to do, while Kashima buzzed about, grabbing a chair that she lowers herself into. Not without an appreciative nod and a snicker.] Thank you, my dear.

[Finger coming it is! Up until now, she had just been going all little mermaid on it with forks from the cafeteria.

.....There doesn't seem to be a lot of cutting going on here...]

Something up?

[thesbian]

Oh! Nothing. Your hair's just really nice. Did you get shampoo or something? Conditioner? ((Will be jealous one way or another.))

[kindaruledatit]

You think so? [Color her flattered!] Well... sorry to say, but all I've been using is water and that soap in the bathrooms. Bet you didn't know redheads have naturally awesome hair.

[Maybe not true, but Wendy will take it as such.]

[thesbian]

Make me a red head in the next life...! ((Kashima half whistles.)) Anyway i thing that's good. We're just talking a trim right?

[kindaruledatit]

[Pffft.] You wish, sister. Trim sounds good. Let's get some trimming up in here!

[thesbian]

((Snip snip, hair stylist expert Kashima is on the move!!!))

By the way... how have things been for you since we showed up?

[kindaruledatit]

[Wendy holds still, or as much as she can. Gotta be careful with those scissors, please.]

Me? Oh I'm doing... alright, I guess? I'm not dead yet.

[A lengthy pause.]

I mean. Permanently...

[thesbian]

((Kashima pauses after a snip, tilting a little to maybe get a better look at Wendy's face.))

..."Permanently"?

[kindaruledatit]

[Wendy notices the slight pause, already feeling the questioning look Kashima was giving her before she turned her head.]

Oh... [She shifts a little, nervously.] Guess you don't know.

[thesbian]

.... ((Kashima waits for a little while, not totally sure what to say or do. Did she... but she's right here! And the last time someone.

Kashima doesn't speak for a moment, then goes back to cutting. Her voice is low, quiet, and almost stern.)) You don't have to talk about it if you don't wanna'.... ((Kashima hadn't dealt with much of the tragedy that went on in Inugami, but just enough to remember the shock from it.))

[kindaruledatit]

[No matter what Kashima was thinking, she'd come to the answer, sooner or later. It was only so obvious what Wendy could mean, her expression of quiet acceptance being the confirmation Kashima might need. She didn't like it; obviously she hated what happened, and wished it didn't happen.

Knowing you've died once before was a bit of a pain in the long run. Who knew?]

...I've already told some others. [She shrugged a little at Kashima's silence suggestion.] And everyone else saw me in the study room... all stabbed and junk.

[thesbian]

...Stabbed...? ((She pauses for a moment, frowning uncertainly.)) But... why? I mean, I'm glad you're here but... That girl from the first month, she was... ((Kashima hesitates, remembering it as well. Perhaps she doesn't make as much sense as she ought to, but it's the first time she's heard about someone coming back...?))

[kindaruledatit]

....You really didn't see it? [Her. In the study hall, with the noose around her neck. Everyone did, she thought. What could she say to that?]

H-hey... [She turns around a bit, looking up at Kashima, eyes sparked with concern. She remembered that dreadful time in the cafeteria. Naoto...

Was everything as confusing then as it was now?]

That's not exactly how it went down... but it is really me. I'm here again, like everyone else that played that "game" a while back.