#kipley

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Kipley? *Fionán knocks on the door, clinging to the frame as though to keep his balance as he stands there. He's a little pale, and looks like he hasn't slept in days*

—@fionan-james

oh hey fin, how are- *he looks up and pauses mid sentence*

nope *he walks straight over to fin and picks up, carrying him to the spare bed in his room* not happening. you're going to rest

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*kipley is curled up on the floor, trembling, his arms covering his head

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*Leonard is standing on the kitchen counter, rummaging through one of the cabinets. Beside the stove sit a jar of pickles, a bag of caramels, and a bowl of rolled oats, and on the stove is a pot of... Well, something mysterious that's currently badly burning.

Chekov sits below where Riley's standing, whining softly as he paws at the wall of the counter, trying to get his attention. He turns when he hears Kipley, trotting over to him with tail wagging and plopping down at his feet.*

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*kipley looks confused and slightly concerend* w-what are we doing?

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*kipley is standing on his bed*

WHY THE EVER LOVING FUCK ARE THERE SQUIRRELS IN MY ROOM!?

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*Riley scoots up to him, the cane that Holly gave him in one hand, and clutched close to his chest in the other is a.. something wrapped in a towel, that seems to be... moving??*

Kippy..?

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*he turns around, happy to see him and then concern* yeah buddy?

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*Leo comes and tackles him out of absolutely nowhere, chirping excitedly as he hides a small, awkwardly wrapped package behind his back. He's also... covered in pine sap.*

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!!!!!?

hey buddy! …….um, why are you sticky?

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KIPLEYYYYYY????

Leo barrels into the room, very distressed as he tugs on Kipley's hand. He has so much trust that Kipley can help with this, since in his eyes, he's very good at providing comfort.

I need help. Emery's scared, and I can't fix it....Can you help?

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*he winces as Leo tugs on one of Kipleys bandaged hands*

Okay buddy, first, let's take a deep breath. Panicking never helps, it just clouds the thoughts and hinders our ability to help

like this, in *he takes a deep breath in through his nose* and out *he exhales slowly through his mouth*

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Kipley- *Fionn slips in the doorway with Cillian, grinning widely* We have something we'd like to show you-

-@fionan-james

*kipley’s doing his eyeliner when fin walks in, completely focused* uh huh