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✪ Scissors! Visitors Unwelcome! ✪ [Accidental Video]

[From the clank of the recording video, it's obvious the communicator was dropped, or knocked over. The view is from a dresser top, looking back into a bedroom, where Anemone is standing at a mirror, her back turned to the camera while the room around her looks as though a tornado hit. Furniture on the bed, clothes every which way, a sheet is pulled half off the bed, etc. Soon a rolled up white and black sleeve followed by a bandaged wrapped arm darts across the screen as Cube's hand can be seen fumbling with some crayons that have decided to roll across the dresser top and onto the floor]

CH! CH! CH!! Where are they?! I knew you had a pair here somewhere, Anemone-chan...

MY HAIR!

[Turning around, one can see a chunk of Anemone's pink hair is missing. Completely gone on one side of her head from the cheek downwards. Upon her cheek is a bandage, accented by Anemone's pouting face. It's then that a very agitated sigh comes from the demon butler before turning around, speaking through gritted teeth.]

And thus is why we're having NO VISITORS! NONE! I don't care WHO IT IS! No one will be entering or leaving this apartment until whatever is happening stops!

[He then drags a chair over for Anemone to cut her hair. After she sits, Cube starts to work on shortening the rest of her hair, large pieces floating to the floor as he works. The video eventually times out]

(ooc: Pink = Anemone, Purple = Cube. Tags will probably be suuuuper slow. Sorry. I'm going to bed, then work, and I'm on Hiatus. FFFFF CUBE MUN FAILS RIGHT NOW)

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I--it's... it's gone!

[She's still stuck on this, staring in horror at the portion of her hair missing on the side. It feels like no matter what she does, trouble just pops in her way. Maybe Shinji was right--maybe her apartment really wasn't as safe as she thought. She still didn't want to move...

But she didn't want her hair to be a punishment for her stubbornness! Alpha, Sorata, Ace... Sanji... Shinji was coming back. She's kind of worried to see the chaos on the network, especially now, with this new crisis: her hair was gone!]

I hate today. I really, really, really do hate today. I hate it so much.

[Cube was far too agitated to respond properly, he focused all his anger, distraught, and loathing energy into cutting Anemone's sad hair]

I hate today too. If it's not people being bored, it's monsters, or sickness, or random attacks by our friends! It's how this world is. It never seems to change for the better.

[He pauses, twirling the scissors with his fingers. He wasn't one to make decisions for anyone, so he turns to Anemone and shoots the question to her, quickly]

How short do you want it?

Edited 2009-10-15 07:24 (UTC)

[Anemone is on the verge of crying, but is trying to suck it up. Only hair? She could never remember having hair short at all... it was always as close to her waist as possible for the longest time.

And Cube's pessimism doesn't help. She ends up just sitting down, holding onto Gulliver the moment he hops into her lap. Gulliver knows he's needed, and nuzzles her cheek to keep her from freaking out.]

J-just... just even it out... from this part... and make it look pretty, okay?

[Tears come to her eyes anyway, and she shuts them tightly.] I can't watch, I can't watch...

[Either way, when this was over... Ace was so dead.]

[As her tears formed, he couldn't help but notice them in the reflection as they sat in front of the mirror. Cube sighed. He sting of guilt hit him. he wasn't being a very good friend now, was he? Looking up at the mirror, Cube snapped his fingers, with his free hand, and moved the mirror to flip and face the wall.]

You don't have to watch...

[Cube pet his friend's head for a moment]

Don't worry. It'd be hard to make Anemone-chan look anything but pretty.

[That being said, the demon took his pentagram marked comb and used it to help trim off the next chunk of hair. He then thought, perhaps some layers might bring out her personality better then a strait cut.]

[Anemone just waited quietly, eyes shut. At the noise, she peered through her fingers to see him flip the mirror. His comment makes her blush lightly, and she looks down again, then just shuts her eyes.

Snip, snip... the sound is bone-chilling, and the breeze that comes once her hair's moved away... how lighter her head feels...

She starts singing to fend off the terror.]

♪ I could while away the hours
Conferrin' with the flowers
Consultin' with the rain
And my head, I'd be scratchin'
As my thoughts were busy hatchin'
If I only had a brain ♫

[His hands were a little shakey do to the arching and pain from the cuts on his arm but he couldn't just drop everything. There was much to do and Anemone needed all his effort right now

Cube continued to comb out her hair piece by piece, pushing her head slightly forward and then back, walking around her to make sure it was even. While his friend continued to sing, he started to slowly shape the bob of hair, eventually setting the scissors down and holding his arm.]

I-I think this will do for now...

♪ Oh, I could tell you why
The ocean's near the shore
I could think of things I'd never thunk before
Then I'd sit, and think some more ♫

[Snip... snip. She can still hear it, even over her voice. The feeling as her hair falls, locks at a time--long locks, heavy and thick--down her back... to the floor...]

♫ Oh I could tell you why
The ocean's near the shore
I could think of things I'd never thunk before
Then I'd sit, and... think... some more. ♪

[Her voice cracks for a moment as she bites back a sob. She can feel so much of it missing. Her head tilts; she silently obeys Cube's gentle commands as he fixes this disaster. It's just hair, it's just hair... she can't convince herself of this.]

♪ I would not be just a nuffin'
My head all full of stuffin'
My heart all full of pain
And perhaps I'd deserve you
And be even worthy of you
If I only-- ♪

[He's done? Anemone looks up to see him holding his arm. Her neck feels cold, and her stomach turns uncomfortably, but... all that blood... she hurries over.]

Lift your arm up! Where's that first-aid kit... I'll fix this for you.

Anemone-chan should teach me that song sometime... it's a bit silly and I-

[She rushed over and his face lit up, alert. What's wrong? What's she doing?He put his arms up as if he was retreating, not sure what this sudden outburst was about]

F-Fix what?

A-Anemone-chan?

Edited 2009-10-16 01:41 (UTC)

[She returns with her bottle of painkillers, a bottle of water, and the first aid kit.]

You're rubbing your arm a lot... I thought I could fix it for you... or at least, you can have some of these so it doesn't hurt so much.

[He looked down at his own hand. He wasn't really rubbing, but more holding his arm. He immediately stopped doing so and blushed, embarrassed with a slight tint of humiliation at the attention.]

R-really. I'm alright. Don't worry, Anemone-chan.

[Although, he did have trouble trying to wrap it one handed.]
It just.... it's not that big of problem. Anemone-chan is sick... ~~And Anemone-chan comes first~~

Edited 2009-10-16 04:35 (UTC)

A-at least let me fix it... and then I'll lie down, I promise.

[Without really waiting for him to say yes or no, she starts unraveling his bandages.]

[His lips parts to answer but he just sucked in air, flinching from her touch. He looked away as the blood stained bandages started to unravel with Anemone's aid.]

Gomennasai...

[Anemone sighed softly. She paused when he flinched, then gently blew on his arm.]

I'll be careful... sorry, Cube.

[Once unraveled, she wipes it gently, then reaches for the antibiotic.] This... is going to hurt. Hold your breath.

[The demon knew what was coming next. He gave his friend a silent nod.]

You have nothing to apologize for, Anemone-chan...

[As much as he didn't like it, he forced a smile upon his face]

Thank you. You didn't have to do this...

Edited 2009-10-16 05:12 (UTC)

I don't mind... you've done so much for me already.

[And once she was sure he was ready, she began cleaning the wound. Once it was cleaned enough, she fanned it gently, then began to carefully bandage it. She smoothed out the bandage when she was done, then leaned over and hugged Cube.]

There... now we're both patched up.

Mmmm
[Cube shook his head, he never did enough to keep up with Anemone, it seemed...

However, her arms around him came as a shock... but a real smile found it's way to his face as she held the hug. Joining her, Cube hugged Anemone in return while a small giggle escaped him from her comment]

Hai! We certainly are.

Edited 2009-10-16 05:51 (UTC)

[Calm... it was finally calm in Horton 310. Even though there were still the cacophony of fighting and screams outside, and the cold breeze from the broken windows, it was still quieter, duller... more relaxed. Her hair was... fixed. And she and Cube were both bandaged up...

And her stomach flipped in knots. She ended up pushing Cube away roughly, jumping past him as she ran to the bathroom with a hand over her mouth. It only took her a few seconds to make it to the bathroom, dropping to her knees and retching violently into the toilet. And even with the frustration of this sickness, a strange thought came to mind:

It was actually kind of good timing that she had a haircut.]

A-anemone-chan?!

[Cube reached out, stumbled forward, after his friend but stopped when he heard her sickness echo from the bathroom. He gave a worried sigh and looked back at the ripped room.. then back down at his shirt. It was black, so hard to see the blood. Anemone was gone, out of the room. It was a good time to finish bandaging himself and start on putting the apartment back together. Then he can work on the windows.

He failed at keeping Anemone unharmed and well but at least she was still alive.]

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