may your life be like toilet paper - long and useful

[subourbon]

WHO: Alison Hendrix and You!
WHERE: Heropa, here, there, everywhere!
WHEN: August 9 - 31
WHAT: Porting back in + whatever!
WARNINGS: None at this time.

Porting in with "gastric upset", wherever!

[Under normal circumstances, Alison Hendrix would be appalled that she has been ported back in this (comparably) grungy state - obvious dirt stains on her pants, one dead leaf tangled in her hair, and some unexplained grime under her fingernails - but she has more important things on her mind.

Namely the loud gurgling broadcasting from her belly and the inevitable "flood" that is about to follow.

So she hoofs it over to the closest door and knocks desperately.]

Hello! I'm... I need your help!

[And she mutters to herself, under her breath, as she continues knocking:]

Johnny Applesauce, this is a nightmare and a half...

[It's going to be a long day on her trek back to Heropa 31.]



Cleaning the bejeezus out of Heropa 31

[Some might argue that if a person has the power to clean an entire room doing nothing more than thinking hard about it, that would be the best way to proceed. But as much as Alison makes use of her power, there's always some niggling doubt in her mind that maybe the cleaning is still sub-par in a way it couldn't be if she put in the time and effort to actually clean. Besides, spending the time to do something as simple and ordinary as cleaning is a little therapeutic, after everything she's just been through.

She starts in the common areas and goes so far as to scrubbing the hallway-facing sides of her housemates' doors. And if her housemates have left a few personal items lying around, well, Alison has no doubt found a new and better home for them.]



Wildcard

Alison can be found all over in various locations due to her work as an event planner, so feel free to find her wherever! If you're interested in a specific prompt or want to talk plot, feel free to PM me or find me on plurk under "canuckleheaded"!

Comments

[dualismum]

[ and Saskai doesn't have much of a choice but to step out of the woman's way and watch her dash towards the bathroom. ]

UH......

[ what does... he do?

Well, he ends up just... waiting in the living room. Until Alison is done. ]

[subourbon]

[Alison at least has the grace to look embarrassed when she comes out.]

I'm so sorry to have barged in on you like this.

[dualismum]

Ño, it's alright-

are you okay? [ because she doesn't look ok at all. ]

[subourbon]

[In the long run, being back here is probably safer, so she say:]

Oh, yes, I'm fine. Just had some food that didn't agree with me, that's all.

[dualismum]

Aha- sorry about that.

I might have some medicine for that, I think? [ if his roomates have anything, as a ghoul Sasaki doesn't need anything ]

[subourbon]

That would be wonderful if you did.

[But she stands around as if she's waiting for Sasaki to find it. It's probably not good to overstep her boundaries and go looking for it herself.]

[dualismum]

Wait a second -

[ Sasaki will indeed find something thankfully but he doesn't know how well that works. Still hopefully it'll give her a second to rest ]

Here. I'll get a glass of water. [ as he does so, Sasaki has tk asm though. ] What happened? [she looks a mess, after all ]

[subourbon]

Oh, I was sent home and brought back in the middle of a camping trip, that's all.

[She figures this sanitized version of events will suffice as an explanation.]