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[justwatchmeburn]

[The image of one Yang Xiao Long comes up on screen, but for those of her that know her, there's something obviously off about her. What, exactly? The chunk of golden-colored hair that's currently being held in her fist instead of sitting on her head, is what. What's more, Yang looks absolutely pissed.]

Excuse me... [She seethes through gritted teeth] But does anyone know who has a bug familiar with scissors for hands? I'd like to have words with them.

[She takes a deep breath, and then tries to speak more calmly.]

Also, is there anyone out there that can... [she motions to her hair situation] ...help me even this out? I'm new and not sure if there are any hairstylists in this city I can trust just yet.

[Note that there is now a fiery crater in the middle of a street somewhere.]

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[withclawsout]

[Ah, so that's what that was all about. Lethe's expression softens to something more sympathetic.]

You're looking for someone too, huh?

[justwatchmeburn]

[Yang looks up with a start, before looking down, rubbing the back of her head sheepishly.]

Sort of. There's definitely someone I wish were here, at least.

[withclawsout]

[Lethe nodded.]

I understand. I'm sorry they aren't with you.

[This sure took a turn from discussing haircut misadventures.]

[justwatchmeburn]

I appreciate it.

Is, uhm. I guess from what you said, you have someone too, huh?

[withclawsout]

There are several, but being separated from my sister is the most jarring. It feels like we had just started to reconnect, after a...misunderstanding, we had.

[In which both of them couldn't talk about things like adults and Lethe ran off to join the army without explaining why.]

But it's not the first time I've been separated from the others. I'll manage.

[justwatchmeburn]

That sounds rough. I was separated from my sister for a while, too. We found each other, but... it was pretty difficult.