✖ thirty-third trauma//infestation - Video ✖

[wolfishsurvivalist]

[Dear Jigoku, guess what you get today.

A shrill, piercing, loud enough to wake the dead in twenty different levels of Hell scream as Mika practically leaps out of her skin.]

GET THEM OFF ME!

[The screaming will continue until the flea situation improves. Mika does not want the flea bath or the alternative.

Shaving.

Please do her a favor and put her out of her misery.]




((ooc: come on, you knew you all were overdue for a Mika freakout.))

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[Video]

[yeildingdream.livejournal.com]

[Good morning to you too, Mika. Have a Puck looking and sounding slightly put out about being awakened in this manner.]

Glad I did not need that ear.

[Heavy sigh as he gives up on clearing his hearing.]

And just where are you, my dear?

[p3rfect-kill3r.livejournal.com]

--Tch, the hell is wrong with you?

[People are good at waking him up over the network, it seems.]

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

[Mika has torn off her shirt to get away from the nasty little beasts, showing welts peppering her shoulders and upper arms that have spread up to her cheeks. The tiny speckling hives are going to get much bigger over the course of the next few hours as her allergies kick into high gear.]

What does it look like, Shiki?

[Someone is allergic to fleas, and she has a lot of them.]

[p3rfect-kill3r.livejournal.com]

---!!

Is there anything I can do? You look like you need anti-histamine or something.

[Whoa...just..whoa..he hasn't seen anything like that in a helluvah long time.]</i?

[Video]

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

[Forgive her Puck, the apartments like keeping her as miserable as possible. Forgetting about her phone completely, she strips off her shirt and throws it across the room. Red marks have broken out across her skin and she seems to be doing her best not to touch them.]

Sorry, I just-- [She's trying not to tear out her hair, even wearing just her bra is uncomfortable as the welts spread.]

In my apartment with Deuce.

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

[She wants to scream again, the shoulder straps on her bra are digging in painfully and she wants to start gnawing on everything within reach.]

I need to get rid of the fleas otherwise it won't matter how much I drug myself.

[p3rfect-kill3r.livejournal.com]

The only thing I can think of is burning your matress, sheets and things.

[He grimaces. He's never actually had to deal with things like this.]

But I'm pretty sure there's more conventional means from your era. What about a flea collar?

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Bakura's thinking of going out and finding something for it, but I don't want a flea collar, they smell bad!

[Yes, she just whined like a three-year-old, she doesn't care.]

[p3rfect-kill3r.livejournal.com]

It's either a flea collar or you get worse. It's the lesser of two evils.

[Raising a brow at you. Good lord woman.]

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

I am not getting shaved. I was going to go look for some medication with Bakura.

[At least if she can stand to put any clothes back on, she will. Good Lord, her gunshot scars itch, now! Ffffffff--]

[p3rfect-kill3r.livejournal.com]

I'm not saying get shaved. Mm, whilst you're out it's probably a good idea to find something that'll get rid of the fleas in your place. Medication's all well and good but more permenant results are more appealing.

[He's only being bitchy because he cares.]

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Ahhhhh, I don't know what to do, we never got fleas at our house~!

[Either that or she was too young to remember it. Must not scratch at everything, she starts chewing on her claws to keep them from gouging her scalp.]

[p3rfect-kill3r.livejournal.com]

I would offer advice, but my domestic knowledge is no better than someone who's been living under a rock.

[He bites his lip, there's gotta be /something/ he can do..]

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Mmmmaaaaaa~! [She rubs furiously at her scalp using the palms of her hands]

[p3rfect-kill3r.livejournal.com]

Instead of scratching them just lightly brush over them, it doesn't feel as bad.

[Damnnit, he doesn't know what to do.]

Just try and hang on.

[moarcrusadesplx.livejournal.com]

Stop complaining so much.

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

I am not listening to you!

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

[Hold on, the phone gets dropped on a desk as Mika disappears, no one gets to see her rolling on the floor and flailing her limbs as she tries to scratch her back. Canine habits, they die hard.]

[moarcrusadesplx.livejournal.com]

It's not that bad. They're keeping you from getting sick!

[werallsatisfied.livejournal.com]

C'mon now, Tough Cookie-- deep breath.

[video]

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Lies and blasphemy! [Shouts the girl who looks like she's close to erupting in boils.]

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

But Dante~! [She keens, having lost her shirt in a breakdown fit, her skin breaking out in welts as she reacts to the flea bites. The redness seems to have spread across most of her bare skin, and some claw marks are visible where she started scratching before she realized what she was doing. Mika is a bundle of itching pain at the moment.]

I have fleas now! I've never had fleas!

[video]

[moarcrusadesplx.livejournal.com]

It's true! I used to be a hospital, so I know these things!

[video]

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

And exactly what year was it that you were a hospital?

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[moarcrusadesplx.livejournal.com]

I was made in the Year of Our Lord, 1187!