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[Komaeda doesn't waste any time. He remembers seeing something on the network about Lou Jitsu... And he's probably passed it a couple of time by now. So he'll make his way over as fast as his foot-paws can carry him. Once he arrives, he doesn't waste any time letting himself inside (it's unlocked? Well, it is a dojo...?)]
Leo-kun...?
[He'll call out, his fluffy tail low and his ears somewhat flattened.]
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The teenager is back to his fairy form after four months of his temp, which means he's back to being much smaller than he was before. He wasn't huge as a spider, but he carried a bit more armored bulk for someone his size range. He's half hiding in an oversized fluffy robe he stole from Bucky at some point and never returned.
He pushes aside the curtain leading upstairs to walk into the main open area. His antenna flick lazily as he steps out into the training area.
He blinks sleepily at the sight of a werewolf in the dojo.] Komaeda?
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OHMIGOSH! [Leo points dramatically with his remaining, left, hand and at Komaeda. He starts forward eager to see DOG FRIEND.
Only for his foot to catch on a training mat's edge, and the former turtle to tip over with a thwap. He lands face first on the soft mats.
He's prone for a moment before awkwardly rolling over onto his back to point at Komaeda aggressively. He is obviously incredibly medicated.]
YOU ARE SO FLUFFY!
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[Just as the faerie makes himself known, he trips and faceplants straight into the soft rubber mat lining the floor before Komaeda can even reach him. Ah...!! This guy!!!]
You need to be careful, if you're injured!
[Komaeda sighs, sounding already resigned that his nagging won't really get anywhere as he pads over to Leo's side and settles down onto his haunches. He is very fluffy, and as he takes in the sight of the exhausted teen, his tail slowly thumps against the ground.]
I'm glad to see you have enough energy to yell... [His head tilts to the side, eyeing the empty sleeve of Leo's bathrobe. They're opposites, it seems.] How are you feeling, right now?
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[No he isn't.]
You're really fluffy, thats worth yelling. Wow.
[He tries to reach out for the fluff, but just can't quite manage it. It is a pathetic reach, a sad attempt at grabby hand.]
Hurting, sleepy, tired. Very drugged, Donnie and Bucky has been making sure I'm medicated.
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But he still will lean his head down, offering all of that fluff to Leo for comforting purposes and not at all because he wants to be pet. Nope.]
Have you eaten anything? I brought some snacks, if you want them?
[Up close, Leo might be able to notice the green of his eyes poking out between his shaggy mane—and he is, quite plainly, giving the faerie puppy dog eyes.
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Oh no... puppy eyes. He already was going to say yes, and that doubly helps.]
I can be bought with snacks. I think I can eat everything with whatever drugs the hospital people gave me.
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That's good, but... [Komaeda eyes that empty sleeve again.] Are you... Right handed?
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Its gonna suck to figure everything out again, but, I gots it. Totally gonna ace left handedness like a boss.
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You will, but it'll take time... [He lifts his own arm, removed just at the mid-point of his forearm.] If I can learn to live like this, you can too, you know?
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I already hit my sad quota like... a month ago. Tooooo much sad.