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*It's night-time, and outside of Building 6 there is a young-looking gothic lolita vampire and a bed of roses.

Rachel, in an attempt to not get dirty while planting a garden, has been attempting to do the entire thing with spatial manipulation - you might see the dirt itself shift around the roses if you looked long enough. Unfortunately, it doesn't seem to be going well for her, and the rose "garden" is lopsided and mismatched, and the roses don't look healthy. They're wilting a bit.

And because of this, Rachel is looking all the more irritated and frustrated.

Clearly this is the best time to bother her.*

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If you insist. By all means, try your hand.

Just know that I will hold you responsible for any misfortune that befalls them.

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[Ffffff.]

I... I'll do my best.

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*Just. Stepping back. And watching, Noel. She's always watching.* I hope you will, for your sake.

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[F-Ffff. Way to add to the tension, Rachel. It doesn't look like Noel can back down at this point, however. She'll just need to be extra careful. Yes. Very, very, careful.

Whereas Rachel steps back, Noel will step forward.] Okay. Let's see...

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*Observing. Judging. She hopes you won't screw this up, Noel, or you'll owe her.*

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[Only reason why she's being extra careful here is because it's 1. not her flowers and 2. it's RACHEL'S.

S-So, let's see. Maybe if she tried planting this one a little better... that might work somewhat.]

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*Well, she hasn't hurt the flowers yet...*

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[Noel just needs to remember that one wrong move will result in a very angry Rachel. 8D She's no Valkenhayn, but she's doing... okay. So far, anyway.

One of them looks a little better now. Somewhat. Hrm.]

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...hm. *Just makes that little noise. Is it a good hm? Is it a bad hm? WHO KNOWS?*

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["Hm"? HM!?! What does that even mean, Rachel? Is Noel screwing up? Is she? Is she? Noel turns her head, as if awaiting confirmation.]

Is it okay?

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*Just a Look.* You haven't broken anything yet.

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["Yet".]

You... don't have to worry about something like that! [She's being as reassuring as much as she can right now. Promise. :|]

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Perhaps, perhaps not. I shall be the lone judge of that.

You may continue.

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... R-Right. [FINE THEN. Noel's going to turn back to the makeshift garden and start doing her handiwork on it again just like before. Once again, she's being extra careful not to hurt anything here. :| Isn't it wonderful, Rachel?]

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*Wow, Noel, it's almost like you're competent...!

She's going to refrain from making any more sounds for the time being. Until you do something to bother her.*

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[Unless she feels like being nitpicky, which is always possible here. I mean, she may just being a little too careful for comfort. It's not the greatest thing, but it's an improvement. Then again, this is Noel trying to make a garden look pretty and avoiding hurting the flowers and getting pricked at the same time. It's a very delicate process, you see!]

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*...she's starting to feel a little tired now, actually. Maybe she'll just sit down in the nearby chair.*

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[And after a while, she thinks it's decent enough. Noel turns to look at Rachel again. Though she doesn't show it, her... poor hands. 8C DAMN THORNS.]

How is this?

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*Rachel, though...

...seems to be asleep.*

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[...what.]

Rachel?

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*Sleepy Vampire is sleepy. And asleep.*

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[Noel doesn't know what to do. She could just leave, but... what if something happens to the roses? Uh. Um. Erm.

Maybe... she should just stay for a little while longer. Yeah. Keep the roses protected and all that.]

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*Wait, she might be stirring now.*

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[Is she? Noel's going to look over, waiting to see any other sign of the girl waking up before saying anything else.]

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*And red eyes slide open.* ...hm?

It's quite rude to stare.