And then as Corazon read aloud the next two--
She read faster than her mouth moved, at least. So she'll just... not say anything about this.
It'll be fine. She'll be fine.
wildcatofgreen: It's her sister. She's fine, dragon girl.
wildcatofgreen: We'll be down there in a lima bravo.
wildcatofgreen: Might need to take her off my
She looked over to Carol again.
She's scratching at the air. What? How'd she get so loopy so damn quick?
wildcatofgreen: Scratch that. I'm gonna keep her from doing anything foxtrotting stupid.
Quite frankly she did not expect the dragon girl to be responsible with her sister while she's like this.
"CORY WHEN DID YOU PUT ON THE COCONUT SUIT
"YOU LOOK SUPER DUMB. IS IT EDIBLE."
"I am not wearing a coconut suit you--..."
She picked up one of the bottles still on the dresser and read it.
Okay, so this was her fault. That label is plain as day.
wildcatofgreen: Does this wear off any faster than eight hours?
wildcatofgreen: Can you do anything to fix this?
wildcatofgreen: You're the science one, right? Surely you can science something up.
wildcatofgreen: Also it's Corazon right now.
Just to cover her tracks. Last thing she wants is to get her sis in trouble with her friends.
She put her arm around the younger wildcat's shoulder and started to direct her towards the elevator.
"Meeting the dragon girl downstairs. Hopefully your boy, too. Think he'd be better help than me, like this."
wildcatofgreen: Sonar come get your fucking girl.
wildcatofgreen: We'll be in the lobby with the dragon girl. She might be out of it.
There. Now at least if he doesn't show up, she's got proof she tried to get a hold of him.
The mercenary sighs. Down the elevator they go.