hollower | ☠ 6th Haunt ☠

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☠ 6th Haunt ☠ - [Video]

[It's near noon, and Perona's just gotten out of bed. Still groggy, she rubs her eyes and nearly trips over her journal on the way to the bathroom to wash up. The jolt from her foot initiates the video feed and Perona grumbles, picking up the journal and tossing it carelessly onto her bed where it lays open and records a nice view of the young woman in her white, ruffly pajamas and messy hair as she stretches and bumbles her way towards her bathroom, yawning loudly. Ugh...waking up is so hard...and its started getting colder now, too.

The sound of running water and splashing can be heard off in the distance for a few minutes before Perona returns, looking a little more alert. Her bangs have been clipped back and she's rubbing her face with a washcloth, tossing it in the corner when she's finished.]

Mmmaah...what should I wear today? I don't have enough clothes for this kind of weather... [Perona whines.] If only some of my cute and elegant clothing got dropped off here, too. I wouldn't have this problem! And there's never anything I really like in the shops. Bleeeh...these people don't know class. Maybe I can make a few thing again, but I'll need a sewing machine and good fabric... If there were a specialty store, maybe...

[And where the hell will she get these things, though? Uuugh, this honestly sucks! Why can't there be a shop that specifically sells gothic lolita style clothes? Or cute things! Soft pastels with ruffles and lace and good, quality boots! She really has to turn these stores inside out to find something nice. Hell, even a decent sweater and coat, or just a shawl.

With a defeated sigh, Perona flops backwards onto her bed, the journal bouncing slightly, and kicks her feet off the edge of her bed.]

Aaahh...I don't want to go out! I should shop, but if it's cold, I just want to sleep all day...and drink cocoa...and have a bagel sandwich... And someone tall and handsome to serve it to me.

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[What the fuck is he spewing?] I don't care! Don't frighten me like that ever again! That's no way to treat a lady, you noisy baboon!

I have no intentions to do so! And I apologize in full. But at least now, we have properly covered introductions. [He bows humbly at the video feed.]

[He can't be serious...] Introduction?! What kind of person introduces himself by screaming like that?! Are you ill? I didn't think you'd be any worse than you were back then. I liked you better when you didn't speak...

But... I withheld my name fir so long! It is only natural that it would come out in such a bold and dramatic manner. For that is a part of youth!

...You're not very mature at all, are you? [Youth this, youth that, Perona's sure she's dealing with a gigantic baby. Ugh, how does she get roped into these things? Honestly, the next time she gets a chance, she's asking those Malnosso bastards just who the fuck she met back when she was here before. These people can't possibly be acquaintances of hers, and certainly not friends!] You said your name was, eeh...Rock Lee?

[SHE KIND OF ALMOST DIDN'T CATCH IT FROM BEING SO TERRIFIED BY HIS SHOUTING, fucking idiot.]

Gai-Sensei has told me that I am the epitome of youth... [He muses for a moment, not putting much stock in her insults.]

But you are correct! Konoha's Beautiful Green Wild Beast... Rock Lee! At your service.

[Ahah, well...that could be either an insult or a euphemism. Perona will just remain quiet, though she does rub her face with one hand. Oh boy, oh boy...]

At my service? Well then, I should hope you'll serve me well, Mr. Green Beast. I could use a good breakfast after being startled so. [She's joking, but maybe he'll actually do it.]

[Maybe he definitely will!]

Very well! Select your order... and I shall deliver it to you! No matter the location or weather conditions!

[HELL YES. A new, overly eager, and stupid pack mule? Perona's all over this, ehehe... Her lips spread into a wicked smile and then she tilts her head to one side.]

A bagel sandwich...lightly floured, toasted, with melted cheddar cheese - one slice on each side - with egg whites only. Oh, and make sure there's not too much oil...and exactly three slices of lean ham. Oh, and some cocoa...not too sweet, with whipped cream and a drizzle of caramel.

And I want it all here by the time I'm finished my shower...about forty minutes, I think? Can you do that, Mr. Green Beast?

I can do that, Perona-san! I am committing everything you say to paper, and I shall have it for you precisely in time! All I need is your location!

[Such servant

Rock Lee

Very eyebrows

much youth

spandex]

[Oh...hrm. Drat, she'll have to give away her location now, won't she? Isn't there a way to make posts private or something? Too ad she never really learned...how to...do that...um. But maybe her new servant does.]

...Is there a way to make it so you're the only one that can hear me? I'd rather not everyone know where to find me.

Of course! I simply have to put up a filter, like so!

[And so he puts up a fairly not-good filter on the conversation.]

Any secrets would be safe now.

[Erm, alright then, she'll just have to take this weirdo's word for it that this is "filtered"...even if she didn't see much of a change at all. Sigh, well, at least she knows who to go after if unwanted folks come knocking at her door.]

Building seven, floor seven, room thirty-two. I'll be taking my shower now...so you'd better be here with everything I wanted by the time I'm finished, like I said.

Leave it to me! Please, shower in peace!

[And so, Lee sets himself to work. Luckily enough, he has Seventh Heaven's kitchen at his disposal. So, he manages to put things together as she requested. Not quite perfectly, but somewhere in the ballpark. And then he rushes over to the building to meet her, carefully balancing her order on a tray.

As he finally reaches the building, he sees his forty minutes are nearly up. In a rush to be truly punctual, he makes some wall-jumps - while still somehow managing to keep the tray balanced - up towards the window that seems to belong room 32. He carefully positions himself and works at opening the window singlehandedly, then comes right in while still bearing the tray.

Will Lee turn out to have the most awkward timing or not? Find out next time!]

[Perona doesn't say anything. She just gives a curt nod and a brief snort before closing her journal. Really, she's not expecting him to make it at all - especially not the way she usually takes her food or in the time frame she designated. She goes about picking her clothes at a very leisurely pace, setting them out on her bed before heading into the shower to wash up.

By the time she's finished, it's near to the time she set for Lee to arrive. Really, she took longer in the shower, mostly forgetting about her request entirely. She's just braiding her damp hair now...thankfully in a bathrobe when she exits the steam-filled bathroom.

To see a bedroom intruder ~~hide yo kids, hide yo wife~~.]

WEEEH! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU--HOW DID YOU GET INSIDE?! P-Pervert!

[Oh.

She is very indecent. Lee's face is instantly reddening, and he nervously takes some steps back, the tray teetering in one hand and almost losing balance as he panics and covers his eyes with his other hand.]

I- I CAME IN THROUGH THE WINDOW! I APOLOGIZE ONCE MORE!

[Poor Lee, a moment after he covers his eyes is when Perona sics her ghosts on him. He won't even see the negative hollow flying at him from her palm...poor thing. Enjoy the momentary misery and feeling of wanting to just lay down and die, Mr. Wild Beast. At the least the negativity wears off in just a minute or so. That won't stop Perona from nabbing a pillow from her bed to sort of shield herself as well as to use to very likely smack him with later.]

The window?! Why the hell did you use the window, you thick-skulled baboon?! I have a door, moron! What kind of man climbs uninvited into a lady's room like that?! Idiot! If you saw anything, I'll make sure you die!

[You know what happens when you enhance Lee's negative feelings, just a little? You get a stream of tears leaking down onto your floor, Perona.]

You invited me! I was trying to reach this place within the time limit. I thought my efforts would be appreciated! And - and I saw nothing beyond your charming bathrobe!

I am a failure of a youth!

[Oh my god that s the most disgusting display of negativity she's seen since she first developed the skill nearly a decade ago. He's going to mess up her carpet! In her own room, too! Ugh, no, not today.

Storming over, Perona grabs Lee by the arm and drags him to another part of her apartment - possibly the kitchen. It'd be easier to mop up after him in there. By now she doesn't even care about the food and drink, she just wants this pest dealt with.]

Stay here! When you're finished being a disgusting wreck, clean up after yourself... Don't go near my room, you hear me? The next attack won't be one you'll survive if you peek on me!

[And he just stumbles along helplessly, keeping his eyes closed the entire time.]

Do not worry, Perona-san! I will remain in here and continue to be disgusting! Please, do as you must!

[Fuming, and still dripping wet (especially from her hair), Perona drops Lee on the floor of her kitchen and stomps back to her room to properly dry off and change. She's out in just about twenty minutes, having haphazardly thrown together a comfortable outfit just for the moment - gray denim skinny jeans and a black, loose sleeve shirt that has RIP printed over the chest and white ruffles at the sleeves.

Her hair is still a damp, messy tangle of pink waves and curls, and...gasp, she doesn't have any make up on, either. Perona didn't have time to put on any, not even her eyeliner. A rare sight to behold, feel lucky, Lee.]

Are you finished, green monkey?

Er! [He glances nervously at her quickly to make sure that she's wearing clothes. And he quietly pushes at the tray, which he's placed on the nearest table.]

I AM FINISHED! PLEASE ACCEPT YOUR ORDER, MISS!

[Order? What ord--oh. Oh, right. In all her flustered frustration and fury, Perona completely forgot about her food. With a glance back at Lee, she approaches the tray and has a seat before it.]

I'd almost forgotten... I hope the food is better than the service. [AND SHE BEGINS TO EAT. Do you feel the pressure weighing down on you yet, Lee?]

I... I hope so, too! I hope that it atones for my mistakes, and that it helps you feel more youthly!

[He watches on apprehensively.]

[Oh for the love of--! Perona sighs and picks at her food carefully. It's not bad - in fact it's pretty good - but it's nothing spectacular, either. Really, the food is just that - food. At the least he got it right, and she's satisfied hunger wise. Quality could have been better, but...eh, the quicker he gets out, the better her day will become.]

Eeeh...it's acceptable.

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