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[justicereigns]

Nice of them to leave my jacket. [AWKWARD PAUSE. The voice coming from Smoker's journal account is not his usual. Or from a male at all.]

What's with my voice?! [That just squeaks there in high-pitched worry.]

Ah hell... I have boobs.

Fuck you Malnosso.

[He... she rather, clears her voice.]

S-Smoker is back... [That's a bit hesitant.] Ikki, he... he might need help. Jitte and kickboxing lessons will return to normal, sorry everyone about the delay. Could I have a headcount of everyone still wishing to take them? I might need to reorganize his schedules.

[The last part is muffled as he starts to shut the journal.]

Damn it! These jeans are way too big! Now what?!

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[justicereigns]

Tell him because I'm stronger.

[Correction: More of an asshole. Moving on.]

And you can remind her that physical therapy is an important part of getting better.

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[redjacketthief]

For broken ribs? [asks the man who usually doctors himself, and who still finds that it hurts to laugh or even sometimes breathe.]

And I'm sure Pops would appreciate that. [He could almost hear the ever present refrain: 'LUUUPIIIINNN!!! TAIHOU DAAA!!']

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[justicereigns]

[Chuckles just at Lupin's face. Which of course, fails at being manly in any way shape or form and winds up almost like a giggle, shaking her chest.]

You'll find a way.

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[redjacketthief]

[He discreetly looks away from the jiggling and, voice dripping with sarcasm, doesn't address it.]

Thanks for your vote of confidence there, Cap'.

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[justicereigns]

[That just makes him laugh more. Basically he has his doubts that it'll work, but hey maybe he can give Lupin some stretches or mild toning exercises in the meanwhile. He'll go check out some books at the library.]

Hahaha... anytime.