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Sabaku no Temari | 06 | [In Person] *Totally imagine the icon is grown up, lol*
[While everyone else was seeming to enjoy the new scenery, Temari...was not. She hadn't been anywhere near to this much water before and the cooler temperature simply wasn't agreeing with her. She'd toyed with the idea of calling Gokudera, perhaps he had something that would help her...but no. She'd be fine, she just had to get used to this.
As the ship rocked, she groaned softly as her body protested. Oh, for mercy's sake. Walking along the wall she made her way into one of the smoking rooms. She hated the smell, but it was warmer than her room.
Taking a seat in the corner, she laid her head on the table. She felt sick, she felt dizzy, and above all else...she felt cold.]
As the ship rocked, she groaned softly as her body protested. Oh, for mercy's sake. Walking along the wall she made her way into one of the smoking rooms. She hated the smell, but it was warmer than her room.
Taking a seat in the corner, she laid her head on the table. She felt sick, she felt dizzy, and above all else...she felt cold.]
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[[Weiss doesn't mind when pleasantries are overlooked, he doesn't even know what they are himself, really. His hand comes up to his face, the other arm laying lax and doing nothing but being limp while he lays on the table. The hand that came up, moves over top of his eyes and makes the sign in signlanguage for 'sleep' but says the word:]]
dorm..ire?
[[Enjoy the fruits of UMA's pet Human, you may know him, his name is Gokudera.]]
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Dormire? I don't understand...
[The only thing that made some sense was the hand moving over his eyes. If he was tired, why not just go to his room...like hell she's walking him there.]
Are you tired?
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Nhaauu.. uahh~
[[Not that it made a whole lot more sense than actual words there, Weissy. His hand moved across the table pressing against her face in the same manner his own had. Then he points at her.]]
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Still, his actions looked like he was trying to either talk to her, or correct her. Deciding to run with it, she decided to play a litte game of charades with him.
Pulling her head up lazily, she pointed to herself and then pressed the palms of her hands together, leaning her head against them.]
You want me to sleep?
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He watches her movements, nodding his head. Sleep may just help her. ...Sleep may help everyone. Everyone's always so angry when they go on field-trips.]]