⋆⭒˚｡⋆✩‧₊˚ ✩࿐.FROM THE AWESOME AND INSPIRING

☆ ★ ⋆｡°✩¡Sueño imposible!✩°｡⋆★☆ HARK MY FELLOWS! 'TIS I, DON QUIXOTE! 'TIS MINE BLOUG FOR QUERIES & ANSWERS.

[numberonefixerfan]

| ˶°ㅁ°) !! HARK! A VISITOR TO MINE BLOUG?!

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|\⛓️⋆˚MONSIEUR MEURSAULT˚⋆☀️/| - @sinner-no-5

𐔌🧿 . ⋮YOUNG HONG LU.ᐟ ֹ ₊꒱ - @the-jade-witness

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⚓️~𖤓MISS ISHMAEL*₊ - @justanotherdeckhand

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⋆ ˖ ⏱︎.ᐟMANAGER ESQUIRE˚ˋঌ˖ - @ask-executive-manager-dante

🥚ྀིྀི⋆ ˖ YOUNG SINCLAIR 𓆇⊹- @inexorablyinsecure

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OOC//

Y'howdy ny'all! I'm Crow/Nova, mod of the @donquiherote bloug, and i was kindly offered to join the mainbus folks, so i'm here now ^_^

As with Don Herote, my grasp on how Don speaks isn't perfect so I don't mind folks informing me on things I might've said wrong! I love learning! Just be kind >.>

OH! And I am fully caught up with Limbus, but my spoiler tags will only be for Canto 9, so beware! IN NO WAY AM I AFFILIATED WITH PROJECT MOON! I JUST LIKE THIS GOOBER! SHE ALSO LIVES IN MY HEAD AND DEMANDS TO BE FED!

uhhhm.

All art used is from the Limbus Wiki.GG wiki...

LIMBUS FRIEND CODE: X663522406

[middleapprentice-kickasskira]

(To the tune of Fire Miser)

Youre Ms. Girl Kisser

You’re Ms. Yuri

You’re Ms. Women Liker

You’re Ms. Lesbiaaaaan

| * Nod, nod.

Yeah. Any problems 'bout it bro?

[numberonefixerfan]

Apologies A Fiendish Spirit stole mine phone….

[numberonefixerfan]

//the pain subsides.

i might actually be able to do stuff soon!!! maybe!!!!

[numberonefixerfan]

//sorry for the lack of april fools chat. oral surgery yesterday and im too tired to do stuff. enjoy the other blogs tho!

[the-jade-witness]

Prithee… would’st you, young Hong Lu bring me a medicinal tea Mayhaps..?

- @numberonefixerfan

Don Quixote? Of course I can bring you some tea.

[Hong Lu appears a bit hesitant in his response. He almost seems.... Concerned.]

Ah, where are you? I can bring you tea, but I'll need some guidance on what you want the tea to do~.

[Hong Lu is gathering some of his tea stuff, but he doesn't seem to be grabbing as much as he did for the tea party. Perhaps he's just grabbing stuff to brew an emergency cup of tea.]

[numberonefixerfan]

Bverr mind werealright I’m getting snacks don’t. Go to the mitchen.

[the-jade-witness]

Eh? Are you sure? You don't seem to be acting like the Don Quixote I know~.

[Hong Lu is already scampering out of his room and to the kitchen before he can get a response. Sixth Sinner seems a bit curious about what is happening.]

...

[Hong Lu pokes his head into the kitchen after a brief knock. Even if the look on Hong Lu's face is playful, his eyes appear quite serious.]

Hello~! Is anyone here?

[numberonefixerfan]

[The kitchen is a mess. It would not be an exaggeration to say it is similar to the way with which L-Corp’s U-corp facility was decimated by the whale.]

[The oven is beeping, smog billowing out as if this were the Smoke War. The walls are smattered with various liquids and semi-solids and powders. The sink is still running with dishes in it, nearly overflowing. And in its center is a sopping wet Don Quixote, shivering on the floor.]

F-foraakeme now, I-I was unavle to bake you cookies,..

[the-jade-witness]

Ah...

[Hong Lu doesn't hesitate in the doorway to access the scene. Instead, Hong Lu immediately trots over to the oven and turns it off, quickly followed by the sink faucet. Then, Hong Lu opens a drawer containing kitchen towels and grabs as many as he can in his arms before he makes his way over to Don Quixote.]

[When the man kneels, a few towels spill from his arms and topple to the floor. Hong Lu still keeps a reassuring smile on his face as he guides the bloodfiend to look him in the eye.]

Hey... It's fine, Don Quixote~. We can make cookies some other time!

Let's work on being less wet, okay? I can give you my coat if you want, it's dry. And a bit warm, ehe~.

[Of course the coat would be warm, Hong Lu is currently wearing it. The Sixth Sinner still seems to take amusement in this statement, though, as he offers a smile with a bit of whimsy in it.]

[Hong Lu starts to rub the kitchen towels against Don Quixote, making sure to move slowly enough that hopefully Don Quixote can track his movements.]

Instead of having cookies, would you like to come to my room? My bed is very soft and I can give you a bit of tea. I don't have any medicine in my room, but I could probably ask around and find you something if that would help you rest better~.

[numberonefixerfan]

[As the Hongle move around her, helping to clean up she tries to follow but is far too clearly sick to do so. Arms trembling as she reaches for a towel here, picks up some dishes there...]

Lemme helplease... thhiswas for you... you cannt-- [She sneezes a few times in a row, though... notably different than normal. More... reserved would be the way to describe it.] dooo it alone..!! not. not fair for you.

[It would only be then that Hong Lu would notice a very important difference in the third sinner. It was... not Don Quixote he was talking to. The most notable thing, outside of some subtler mannerisms that could be chalked up to her condition, is the bright red eyes looking soggily out at the Kind Friend taking care of, who seemed to be, Sancho.]

[Sancho was definitely a less... present fixture upon the bus, rarely ever showing herself to the rest of the sinners, but upon the few times she did it was more obvious. Her Rocinante, almost in response to this switch, would be allowing of some of her more distinctive bloodfiend traits- flowing hair, red eyes, though both were currently slightly obscured by the fact that her head was sopping wet.]

aand. and I have to. I haveto be heloing you...

[the-jade-witness]

...

[Hong Lu watches his coworker for a moment with an odd look in his eyes. He can see that the Third Sinner is pushing herself way too hard, but he isn't quite sure what to do to help her.]

Let's... Let's not focus on cleaning for a bit, okay~? The mess can wait. Here...

[Hong Lu slides off his own jacket and drapes it over Don Quixote's shoulders. The man falters for a moment when he feels her trembling, and Hong Lu ends up tying the sleeves of the jacket together to make sure the clothing doesn't fall from all of the movement.]

[Hong Lu's gaze travels up to meet the red eyes of the bloodfiend. He watches the Third Sinner for a moment before a gentle smile grows on his face again. The smile doesn't quite meet his eyes.]

Everything is going to be okay. You'll probably feel a bit better once you get dry. And after that some rest would probably be really nice~. Is it alright if I lift you? I'm going to bring you somewhere a bit more comfortable.

[The man's words are spoken slowly, as if he is trying to make sure Don Quixote is comprehending what he is saying. There is also a bit more firmness in Hong Lu's words. The Sixth Sinner doesn't want the bloodfiend to have a chance to refuse. Don Quixote obviously needs rest, and she won't allow herself that honor.]

[As he waits for the Third Sinner's response, Hong Lu grabs another towel and starts trying to dry Don Quixote's hair. A small attempt to do anything that'll make Don Quixote less miserable.]

[numberonefixerfan]

[As she sits, head murky like stirred waters of a pond from this disease she's contracted, she begins to grumble. On one hand... rest sounds nice right now, and she... Sancho recalls Father ensuring her health through the transformation into her current state.]

[But on the other... after what had occurred with the tea party, she felt it was only good of them-- both herself and Don --to allow Hong Lu some rest. The man had shown naught but kindness to them even after her own "turn". Yet what time has he had for a break? Not enough clearly!!! She's had time to cope, certainly. Absolutely. But he might not have.]

[With shocking lucidity compared to her words just a moment prior, she looks to the young man as he dries her hair.]

Bbut you need a break too. itsnot fair.

[the-jade-witness]

[At Don Quixote's statement, Hong Lu seems to pause. There's a small crack in his mask as his smile briefly disappears. The Sixth Sinner seems to be surprised by the statement. Yet, Hong Lu seems to recover just as quickly as he falters. The flicker of surprise is quickly replaced by a gentle softness. This smile is reaching Hong Lu's eyes.]

Ah... I appreciate the concern, but I'm doing quite alright~.

[The movement of Hong Lu's hands return, and the Sinner continues to dry Don Quixote's hair as he thinks over his next words.]

Plus, I suppose we could consider this a break from work if I'm hanging out with you. That way, we are both getting a break~!

[Hong Lu's voice is playful as he pulls the towel away from Don Quixote's head. His jade eye seems to glimmer as he makes proper eye contact with the Third Sinner. He quickly moves his gaze to the blonde hair instead.]

Woow, your hair is so fluffy! It's still a bit damp, but at least it's not dripping anymore. Right?

[Hong Lu's smile turns into something much more charming. There's a small tilt to his head as he looks over his friend to make sure Don Quixote is alright enough to move. The man doesn't linger on the subject of rest. Instead, he seems more than happy to turn Don Quixote into the subject of the conversation.]

Would you like me to carry you in my arms or on my back? Or... Do you think you can walk?

[The brief moment of lucidity from Don Quixote seems to have Hong Lu a bit stumped on how to make her comfortable. Hong Lu knows she would probably prefer to walk, but he's not quite sure she'll be able to even stand up without toppling over.]

[numberonefixerfan]

I-icanwalk it's okay.iksokay.

[Standing up wobbily, before she can even lift her toes off the ground the water still on the floor causes her to slip, nearly face-planting, but instead just in time bracing her arms in front of herself to prevent any actual damage.]

I. Icanwalk. just gimmmmeamoment

[the-jade-witness]

[Hong Lu reaches out his arms to steady the other. One of his hands rests on Don Quixote's shoulder while the other hovers just in front of her so he can catch her if she falls forward again.]

Hey... Be careful, okay?

[Hong Lu doesn't wish to make his coworker uncomfortable if she truly doesn't want to be carried, but he needs to make sure the Third Sinner doesn't accidentally hurt herself.]

If you really want to walk, you can hold on to me. You won't be inconveniencing me if you want to be carried or if you want to walk. But if you are walking... Please just take it slow.

[There seems to be an odd seriousness in Hong Lu's eyes, and his full attention appears to be on his friend. If he notices the lack of whimsy, Hong Lu doesn't try to fix it at this moment. Instead, the Sixth Sinner's gaze is practically dissecting every single movement Don Quixote makes in an attempt to prevent any fall before it happens.]

[numberonefixerfan]

[She sniffles almost pathetically on the floor, then sneezing hard enough to propel her upwards slightly as she also happens to push herself up. Groaning she looks somehow even tireder and more groggy, and in a barely audible mumble she staggers slightly while standing.]

ivcan.canwalkican... i can. wakkbymyselfdont. don't worry don't.don'tworrynonoo...

[and as she begins to trail off further, she shutters forward, falling onto Hong Lu with enough force to (if he were not properly braced) fall over.]

judd.st.letmeewalk immokay

[middleapprentice-kickasskira]

little do you know that camille is dea- woring a 9 to 5 in lamanchaland

bro, what the fuck is a lamanchaland.

[valkyriefastwing]

Amusement park

[middleapprentice-kickasskira]

damn dude he for realsies should do a stream of that place,, ion think ive ever gone 2 one b4. Should i ask papa 2 bring me?

[numberonefixerfan]

[numberonefixerfan]

HEHAhah. thatisafunny uimage. FRIEND. FELLOW! FIXERFAN!!fixer. Kira. Kira there iss. news for you, badnews. he did. icamill is daed.byebye.n omorestreams.

[the-jade-witness]

Prithee… would’st you, young Hong Lu bring me a medicinal tea Mayhaps..?

- @numberonefixerfan

Don Quixote? Of course I can bring you some tea.

[Hong Lu appears a bit hesitant in his response. He almost seems.... Concerned.]

Ah, where are you? I can bring you tea, but I'll need some guidance on what you want the tea to do~.

[Hong Lu is gathering some of his tea stuff, but he doesn't seem to be grabbing as much as he did for the tea party. Perhaps he's just grabbing stuff to brew an emergency cup of tea.]

[numberonefixerfan]

Bverr mind werealright I’m getting snacks don’t. Go to the mitchen.

[the-jade-witness]

Eh? Are you sure? You don't seem to be acting like the Don Quixote I know~.

[Hong Lu is already scampering out of his room and to the kitchen before he can get a response. Sixth Sinner seems a bit curious about what is happening.]

...

[Hong Lu pokes his head into the kitchen after a brief knock. Even if the look on Hong Lu's face is playful, his eyes appear quite serious.]

Hello~! Is anyone here?

[numberonefixerfan]

[The kitchen is a mess. It would not be an exaggeration to say it is similar to the way with which L-Corp’s U-corp facility was decimated by the whale.]

[The oven is beeping, smog billowing out as if this were the Smoke War. The walls are smattered with various liquids and semi-solids and powders. The sink is still running with dishes in it, nearly overflowing. And in its center is a sopping wet Don Quixote, shivering on the floor.]

F-foraakeme now, I-I was unavle to bake you cookies,..

[the-jade-witness]

Ah...

[Hong Lu doesn't hesitate in the doorway to access the scene. Instead, Hong Lu immediately trots over to the oven and turns it off, quickly followed by the sink faucet. Then, Hong Lu opens a drawer containing kitchen towels and grabs as many as he can in his arms before he makes his way over to Don Quixote.]

[When the man kneels, a few towels spill from his arms and topple to the floor. Hong Lu still keeps a reassuring smile on his face as he guides the bloodfiend to look him in the eye.]

Hey... It's fine, Don Quixote~. We can make cookies some other time!

Let's work on being less wet, okay? I can give you my coat if you want, it's dry. And a bit warm, ehe~.

[Of course the coat would be warm, Hong Lu is currently wearing it. The Sixth Sinner still seems to take amusement in this statement, though, as he offers a smile with a bit of whimsy in it.]

[Hong Lu starts to rub the kitchen towels against Don Quixote, making sure to move slowly enough that hopefully Don Quixote can track his movements.]

Instead of having cookies, would you like to come to my room? My bed is very soft and I can give you a bit of tea. I don't have any medicine in my room, but I could probably ask around and find you something if that would help you rest better~.

[numberonefixerfan]

[As the Hongle move around her, helping to clean up she tries to follow but is far too clearly sick to do so. Arms trembling as she reaches for a towel here, picks up some dishes there...]

Lemme helplease... thhiswas for you... you cannt-- [She sneezes a few times in a row, though... notably different than normal. More... reserved would be the way to describe it.] dooo it alone..!! not. not fair for you.

[It would only be then that Hong Lu would notice a very important difference in the third sinner. It was... not Don Quixote he was talking to. The most notable thing, outside of some subtler mannerisms that could be chalked up to her condition, is the bright red eyes looking soggily out at the Kind Friend taking care of, who seemed to be, Sancho.]

[Sancho was definitely a less... present fixture upon the bus, rarely ever showing herself to the rest of the sinners, but upon the few times she did it was more obvious. Her Rocinante, almost in response to this switch, would be allowing of some of her more distinctive bloodfiend traits- flowing hair, red eyes, though both were currently slightly obscured by the fact that her head was sopping wet.]

aand. and I have to. I haveto be heloing you...

[the-jade-witness]

...

[Hong Lu watches his coworker for a moment with an odd look in his eyes. He can see that the Third Sinner is pushing herself way too hard, but he isn't quite sure what to do to help her.]

Let's... Let's not focus on cleaning for a bit, okay~? The mess can wait. Here...

[Hong Lu slides off his own jacket and drapes it over Don Quixote's shoulders. The man falters for a moment when he feels her trembling, and Hong Lu ends up tying the sleeves of the jacket together to make sure the clothing doesn't fall from all of the movement.]

[Hong Lu's gaze travels up to meet the red eyes of the bloodfiend. He watches the Third Sinner for a moment before a gentle smile grows on his face again. The smile doesn't quite meet his eyes.]

Everything is going to be okay. You'll probably feel a bit better once you get dry. And after that some rest would probably be really nice~. Is it alright if I lift you? I'm going to bring you somewhere a bit more comfortable.

[The man's words are spoken slowly, as if he is trying to make sure Don Quixote is comprehending what he is saying. There is also a bit more firmness in Hong Lu's words. The Sixth Sinner doesn't want the bloodfiend to have a chance to refuse. Don Quixote obviously needs rest, and she won't allow herself that honor.]

[As he waits for the Third Sinner's response, Hong Lu grabs another towel and starts trying to dry Don Quixote's hair. A small attempt to do anything that'll make Don Quixote less miserable.]

[numberonefixerfan]

[As she sits, head murky like stirred waters of a pond from this disease she's contracted, she begins to grumble. On one hand... rest sounds nice right now, and she... Sancho recalls Father ensuring her health through the transformation into her current state.]

[But on the other... after what had occurred with the tea party, she felt it was only good of them-- both herself and Don --to allow Hong Lu some rest. The man had shown naught but kindness to them even after her own "turn". Yet what time has he had for a break? Not enough clearly!!! She's had time to cope, certainly. Absolutely. But he might not have.]

[With shocking lucidity compared to her words just a moment prior, she looks to the young man as he dries her hair.]

Bbut you need a break too. itsnot fair.

[the-jade-witness]

[At Don Quixote's statement, Hong Lu seems to pause. There's a small crack in his mask as his smile briefly disappears. The Sixth Sinner seems to be surprised by the statement. Yet, Hong Lu seems to recover just as quickly as he falters. The flicker of surprise is quickly replaced by a gentle softness. This smile is reaching Hong Lu's eyes.]

Ah... I appreciate the concern, but I'm doing quite alright~.

[The movement of Hong Lu's hands return, and the Sinner continues to dry Don Quixote's hair as he thinks over his next words.]

Plus, I suppose we could consider this a break from work if I'm hanging out with you. That way, we are both getting a break~!

[Hong Lu's voice is playful as he pulls the towel away from Don Quixote's head. His jade eye seems to glimmer as he makes proper eye contact with the Third Sinner. He quickly moves his gaze to the blonde hair instead.]

Woow, your hair is so fluffy! It's still a bit damp, but at least it's not dripping anymore. Right?

[Hong Lu's smile turns into something much more charming. There's a small tilt to his head as he looks over his friend to make sure Don Quixote is alright enough to move. The man doesn't linger on the subject of rest. Instead, he seems more than happy to turn Don Quixote into the subject of the conversation.]

Would you like me to carry you in my arms or on my back? Or... Do you think you can walk?

[The brief moment of lucidity from Don Quixote seems to have Hong Lu a bit stumped on how to make her comfortable. Hong Lu knows she would probably prefer to walk, but he's not quite sure she'll be able to even stand up without toppling over.]

[numberonefixerfan]

I-icanwalk it's okay.iksokay.

[Standing up wobbily, before she can even lift her toes off the ground the water still on the floor causes her to slip, nearly face-planting, but instead just in time bracing her arms in front of herself to prevent any actual damage.]

I. Icanwalk. just gimmmmeamoment

[middleapprentice-kickasskira]

little do you know that camille is dea- woring a 9 to 5 in lamanchaland

bro, what the fuck is a lamanchaland.

[valkyriefastwing]

Amusement park

[middleapprentice-kickasskira]

damn dude he for realsies should do a stream of that place,, ion think ive ever gone 2 one b4. Should i ask papa 2 bring me?

[numberonefixerfan]

[the-jade-witness]

Prithee… would’st you, young Hong Lu bring me a medicinal tea Mayhaps..?

- @numberonefixerfan

Don Quixote? Of course I can bring you some tea.

[Hong Lu appears a bit hesitant in his response. He almost seems.... Concerned.]

Ah, where are you? I can bring you tea, but I'll need some guidance on what you want the tea to do~.

[Hong Lu is gathering some of his tea stuff, but he doesn't seem to be grabbing as much as he did for the tea party. Perhaps he's just grabbing stuff to brew an emergency cup of tea.]

[numberonefixerfan]

Bverr mind werealright I’m getting snacks don’t. Go to the mitchen.

[the-jade-witness]

Eh? Are you sure? You don't seem to be acting like the Don Quixote I know~.

[Hong Lu is already scampering out of his room and to the kitchen before he can get a response. Sixth Sinner seems a bit curious about what is happening.]

...

[Hong Lu pokes his head into the kitchen after a brief knock. Even if the look on Hong Lu's face is playful, his eyes appear quite serious.]

Hello~! Is anyone here?

[numberonefixerfan]

[The kitchen is a mess. It would not be an exaggeration to say it is similar to the way with which L-Corp’s U-corp facility was decimated by the whale.]

[The oven is beeping, smog billowing out as if this were the Smoke War. The walls are smattered with various liquids and semi-solids and powders. The sink is still running with dishes in it, nearly overflowing. And in its center is a sopping wet Don Quixote, shivering on the floor.]

F-foraakeme now, I-I was unavle to bake you cookies,..

[the-jade-witness]

Ah...

[Hong Lu doesn't hesitate in the doorway to access the scene. Instead, Hong Lu immediately trots over to the oven and turns it off, quickly followed by the sink faucet. Then, Hong Lu opens a drawer containing kitchen towels and grabs as many as he can in his arms before he makes his way over to Don Quixote.]

[When the man kneels, a few towels spill from his arms and topple to the floor. Hong Lu still keeps a reassuring smile on his face as he guides the bloodfiend to look him in the eye.]

Hey... It's fine, Don Quixote~. We can make cookies some other time!

Let's work on being less wet, okay? I can give you my coat if you want, it's dry. And a bit warm, ehe~.

[Of course the coat would be warm, Hong Lu is currently wearing it. The Sixth Sinner still seems to take amusement in this statement, though, as he offers a smile with a bit of whimsy in it.]

[Hong Lu starts to rub the kitchen towels against Don Quixote, making sure to move slowly enough that hopefully Don Quixote can track his movements.]

Instead of having cookies, would you like to come to my room? My bed is very soft and I can give you a bit of tea. I don't have any medicine in my room, but I could probably ask around and find you something if that would help you rest better~.

[numberonefixerfan]

[As the Hongle move around her, helping to clean up she tries to follow but is far too clearly sick to do so. Arms trembling as she reaches for a towel here, picks up some dishes there...]

Lemme helplease... thhiswas for you... you cannt-- [She sneezes a few times in a row, though... notably different than normal. More... reserved would be the way to describe it.] dooo it alone..!! not. not fair for you.

[It would only be then that Hong Lu would notice a very important difference in the third sinner. It was... not Don Quixote he was talking to. The most notable thing, outside of some subtler mannerisms that could be chalked up to her condition, is the bright red eyes looking soggily out at the Kind Friend taking care of, who seemed to be, Sancho.]

[Sancho was definitely a less... present fixture upon the bus, rarely ever showing herself to the rest of the sinners, but upon the few times she did it was more obvious. Her Rocinante, almost in response to this switch, would be allowing of some of her more distinctive bloodfiend traits- flowing hair, red eyes, though both were currently slightly obscured by the fact that her head was sopping wet.]

aand. and I have to. I haveto be heloing you...

[the-jade-witness]

...

[Hong Lu watches his coworker for a moment with an odd look in his eyes. He can see that the Third Sinner is pushing herself way too hard, but he isn't quite sure what to do to help her.]

Let's... Let's not focus on cleaning for a bit, okay~? The mess can wait. Here...

[Hong Lu slides off his own jacket and drapes it over Don Quixote's shoulders. The man falters for a moment when he feels her trembling, and Hong Lu ends up tying the sleeves of the jacket together to make sure the clothing doesn't fall from all of the movement.]

[Hong Lu's gaze travels up to meet the red eyes of the bloodfiend. He watches the Third Sinner for a moment before a gentle smile grows on his face again. The smile doesn't quite meet his eyes.]

Everything is going to be okay. You'll probably feel a bit better once you get dry. And after that some rest would probably be really nice~. Is it alright if I lift you? I'm going to bring you somewhere a bit more comfortable.

[The man's words are spoken slowly, as if he is trying to make sure Don Quixote is comprehending what he is saying. There is also a bit more firmness in Hong Lu's words. The Sixth Sinner doesn't want the bloodfiend to have a chance to refuse. Don Quixote obviously needs rest, and she won't allow herself that honor.]

[As he waits for the Third Sinner's response, Hong Lu grabs another towel and starts trying to dry Don Quixote's hair. A small attempt to do anything that'll make Don Quixote less miserable.]

[numberonefixerfan]

[As she sits, head murky like stirred waters of a pond from this disease she's contracted, she begins to grumble. On one hand... rest sounds nice right now, and she... Sancho recalls Father ensuring her health through the transformation into her current state.]

[But on the other... after what had occurred with the tea party, she felt it was only good of them-- both herself and Don --to allow Hong Lu some rest. The man had shown naught but kindness to them even after her own "turn". Yet what time has he had for a break? Not enough clearly!!! She's had time to cope, certainly. Absolutely. But he might not have.]

[With shocking lucidity compared to her words just a moment prior, she looks to the young man as he dries her hair.]

Bbut you need a break too. itsnot fair.

[numberonefixerfan]

you got a j*b?

//I WISH. No I got sick. Sadly.

[numberonefixerfan]

//chat you’re never gonna believe what’s happening to me irl… (silly)

[the-jade-witness]

Prithee… would’st you, young Hong Lu bring me a medicinal tea Mayhaps..?

- @numberonefixerfan

Don Quixote? Of course I can bring you some tea.

[Hong Lu appears a bit hesitant in his response. He almost seems.... Concerned.]

Ah, where are you? I can bring you tea, but I'll need some guidance on what you want the tea to do~.

[Hong Lu is gathering some of his tea stuff, but he doesn't seem to be grabbing as much as he did for the tea party. Perhaps he's just grabbing stuff to brew an emergency cup of tea.]

[numberonefixerfan]

Bverr mind werealright I’m getting snacks don’t. Go to the mitchen.

[the-jade-witness]

Eh? Are you sure? You don't seem to be acting like the Don Quixote I know~.

[Hong Lu is already scampering out of his room and to the kitchen before he can get a response. Sixth Sinner seems a bit curious about what is happening.]

...

[Hong Lu pokes his head into the kitchen after a brief knock. Even if the look on Hong Lu's face is playful, his eyes appear quite serious.]

Hello~! Is anyone here?

[numberonefixerfan]

[The kitchen is a mess. It would not be an exaggeration to say it is similar to the way with which L-Corp’s U-corp facility was decimated by the whale.]

[The oven is beeping, smog billowing out as if this were the Smoke War. The walls are smattered with various liquids and semi-solids and powders. The sink is still running with dishes in it, nearly overflowing. And in its center is a sopping wet Don Quixote, shivering on the floor.]

F-foraakeme now, I-I was unavle to bake you cookies,..

[the-jade-witness]

Ah...

[Hong Lu doesn't hesitate in the doorway to access the scene. Instead, Hong Lu immediately trots over to the oven and turns it off, quickly followed by the sink faucet. Then, Hong Lu opens a drawer containing kitchen towels and grabs as many as he can in his arms before he makes his way over to Don Quixote.]

[When the man kneels, a few towels spill from his arms and topple to the floor. Hong Lu still keeps a reassuring smile on his face as he guides the bloodfiend to look him in the eye.]

Hey... It's fine, Don Quixote~. We can make cookies some other time!

Let's work on being less wet, okay? I can give you my coat if you want, it's dry. And a bit warm, ehe~.

[Of course the coat would be warm, Hong Lu is currently wearing it. The Sixth Sinner still seems to take amusement in this statement, though, as he offers a smile with a bit of whimsy in it.]

[Hong Lu starts to rub the kitchen towels against Don Quixote, making sure to move slowly enough that hopefully Don Quixote can track his movements.]

Instead of having cookies, would you like to come to my room? My bed is very soft and I can give you a bit of tea. I don't have any medicine in my room, but I could probably ask around and find you something if that would help you rest better~.

[numberonefixerfan]

[As the Hongle move around her, helping to clean up she tries to follow but is far too clearly sick to do so. Arms trembling as she reaches for a towel here, picks up some dishes there...]

Lemme helplease... thhiswas for you... you cannt-- [She sneezes a few times in a row, though... notably different than normal. More... reserved would be the way to describe it.] dooo it alone..!! not. not fair for you.

[It would only be then that Hong Lu would notice a very important difference in the third sinner. It was... not Don Quixote he was talking to. The most notable thing, outside of some subtler mannerisms that could be chalked up to her condition, is the bright red eyes looking soggily out at the Kind Friend taking care of, who seemed to be, Sancho.]

[Sancho was definitely a less... present fixture upon the bus, rarely ever showing herself to the rest of the sinners, but upon the few times she did it was more obvious. Her Rocinante, almost in response to this switch, would be allowing of some of her more distinctive bloodfiend traits- flowing hair, red eyes, though both were currently slightly obscured by the fact that her head was sopping wet.]

aand. and I have to. I haveto be heloing you...

[numberonefixerfan]

Are you single?

NAY! T'would, mayhaps, seem so to some but mine head 'tis not alone in it's housing...

'Tis the home to TWO wondrous and amazing fixers of justice! Thou hast just not met the other yet :)

[numberonefixerfan]

//CHAT IM FREEEEEE!! I CAN POST REGULARLY AGAIN SOON :-)

[the-jade-witness]

Prithee… would’st you, young Hong Lu bring me a medicinal tea Mayhaps..?

- @numberonefixerfan

Don Quixote? Of course I can bring you some tea.

[Hong Lu appears a bit hesitant in his response. He almost seems.... Concerned.]

Ah, where are you? I can bring you tea, but I'll need some guidance on what you want the tea to do~.

[Hong Lu is gathering some of his tea stuff, but he doesn't seem to be grabbing as much as he did for the tea party. Perhaps he's just grabbing stuff to brew an emergency cup of tea.]

[numberonefixerfan]

Bverr mind werealright I’m getting snacks don’t. Go to the mitchen.

[the-jade-witness]

Eh? Are you sure? You don't seem to be acting like the Don Quixote I know~.

[Hong Lu is already scampering out of his room and to the kitchen before he can get a response. Sixth Sinner seems a bit curious about what is happening.]

...

[Hong Lu pokes his head into the kitchen after a brief knock. Even if the look on Hong Lu's face is playful, his eyes appear quite serious.]

Hello~! Is anyone here?

[numberonefixerfan]

[The kitchen is a mess. It would not be an exaggeration to say it is similar to the way with which L-Corp’s U-corp facility was decimated by the whale.]

[The oven is beeping, smog billowing out as if this were the Smoke War. The walls are smattered with various liquids and semi-solids and powders. The sink is still running with dishes in it, nearly overflowing. And in its center is a sopping wet Don Quixote, shivering on the floor.]

F-foraakeme now, I-I was unavle to bake you cookies,..

[numberonefixerfan]

"BATH!" [Warm water is poured on you, before the anon seemingly disintegrates]

[As Don Quixote is cooking (much worse than the most recent time she did), the water acts as a sudden shock for her. She stumbles backwards a bit, into the oven— in the process turning on the preheating setting —and then slipping and falling on her arms.]

HAGG- HEH- HWEH HOU-

WHAT—

[As the poor bloodfiend is on the floor the water cools, she begins coughing violently. As she tries to get up, the water thwarts her attempt as she begins shaking violently out of an instinctive repulsion. And, eventually, from the cold.]

Hehhhhh… my head..-

[numberonefixerfan]

Do we call you Sancho or Don Quixote

Thou art Tocallme quixotr donquixote!! I am don wuixotre. Pray tell would’st thuo would ask such a thinf