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>Claim the West's heart by comforting Petra, who you reckon is beating herself up right now.
There’s just so much desuwa a man can take, but Helen knows she’ll have to endure: Salome is testing her right now. She has to find Ironmouse, Faction Leader of the North, /but/- life is all about detours, and Helen knows where hers ends. Her head, shaking like a compass in a thunderstorm, ends up fixated on the back of that big, puffy sweater- with sleeves like the arms of a penguin.
Helen walks up to her, totally unnoticed. Petra is crouching for some reason, and from that angle and height, she does look like an actual, living penguin- way easier to hug! Poor Petra must be crushed, all that destruction around her, all those mean Toys and Knights… Helen hugs that penguin. She will make it all bett-
-with a shrill scream, the penguin turns around instantly, revealing that it was a human all along as it falls on its butt. Her blue eyes, open like the legs of your mom, slowly focus on Helen- who smiles. Who continues to smile. Who is stuck smiling like a statue. Or a retard.
◄ Petra: ……????
◄ Reimu: …biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiittchh, i can’t breaaaaaaaaaaaathee-
Under Petra Gurin, butt is Reimu Endou, the Phantom Magical Girl. Her hair is white and massive/, her skin is pale, she’s skinny as the dead, and her eyes are dead too- but not those huge eye bags under them. With another shrill little scream, the penguin stands at once as if poked with a needle.
◄ Petra: Ohmygodsososososorry!! Are you ok, Reimu?!
◄ Reimu: ...nnOOoooo, why did you move? Kill me *cough* like that, you fucking bitch!
Petra sighs loudly.
◄ Petra: Earn it.
One of Reimu’s lungs collapses.
◄ Reimu: HAHAHA, OMG ‘Earn it!’ *cough cough* HAHAHA, LOOK AT THE QUEEN!
Petra is growing red and red (yet smiling) as Helen helplessly tugs at her penguin sleeve. Petra crouches again, meeting the red little mess eye to eye- caressing that red hair.
◄ Petra: You scared me, little matchstick. What was that all about?
Helen was already frowning. Petra Gurin isn’t… brooding? She isn't sad? She isn’t scared?! But everything is going down! Things are exploding! Ready to save face, Helen takes out the notepad and draws Petra doing… anything! Whatever! She hands over the paper.
◄ Petra: Why am I… riding a giant cat? *giggle* It’s so sweet! I-
By the time she looks up, Helena had pretty much vanished from this plane of existence.
>>Ƹ> (M6 Charisma ღ Roll: 35 = Failure)<< (Comfort Petra Gurin.)
