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[guiltapalooza]

Characters Willow (guiltapalooza) and you! OPEN.
Setting: The infirmary.
Format: Action to start, but I'll match if you want prose.
Warnings: Maybe some mention of past violence.
Summary: Though she's laid up in the infirmary with some pretty debilitating wounds, Willow's feeling a lot better than she has in months, and is more her usual self. Her magic is finally back, and she's welcome to visitors.

[Willow is currently propped up in bed, a stack of pillows fluffed behind her and the layers of blankets tucked around her. There's healing, scabbed scrapes on one cheek, and her right hand is splinted; she's wearing rather boring gray thermal pajamas, but along the neckline clean white bandages can be seen wrapping across her torso. It's not a surprise that with how battered she is she's also very tired. She's rather dazedly holding a mug of tea in her hands, cradled in her lap to stabilize it while she rests and not bother her injuries.

But despite all this, when someone enters she looks up to greet them with a sleepy smile.] Hey.

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[nemophila]

[Cape-wearing as a life requirement? Now that was one he hadn't heard before!]

It's called Phoenix Ranger Featherman R. [And boy is he starting to look excited again!] It's about a team of transforming superheroes that protect the populace-- my friends and I even have masks for all of them...!

[guiltapalooza]

Masks, huh? [She smiles at his excitement, happy to hear it, and to hear him talking about his friends.]

Did you ever do anything with these masks, or are they just expressions of epic nerddom? Not that I'd scorn nerddom. Card-carrying member, here.

[nemophila]

The first time we wore them was to the Tanabata festival when we were kids. That's where we first met. We were all wearing Featherman masks and decided to play together... We were all pretending to be superheroes, and when we realized we all lived nearby, we started wearing our masks whenever we went to play together.

[There is absolutely no shame in his voice about running around pretending to be a superhero named after a bird.]

[guiltapalooza]

[Why would he have shame? Willow went to a school wide party in an eskimo suit once. As far as she's concerned, bird-based superhero masks are tame.]

Awww, that's really cute, Jun. And you've been friends ever since? You must all be pretty close.

[nemophila]

[He nodded, a slight red tinge coming to his face from sheepishness.] Mmhm; we would play all sorts of games together while wearing our masks. It was a lot of fun.

[Forgetting the part where they set a shrine on fire, sort of. this was no time to talk about depressing backstories.]