Home Medicine

[cloningblues]

[Not so long after the anti-PRAYER action, Asagi's in the Sakihama Base kitchen, picking ingredients and consulting a printed paper he obviously got from a web page (it even has the website's layout and everything). Fresh cabbage. A banana. Cayenne pepper. Milk.

And now he dumps all this stuff into a blender and turns it on! This results in an unappetizing-looking liquid, which is quickly poured into a glass. Asagi engages in a staring contest with it for a moment, and then suddenly chugs it down.]

...It tastes worse than I thought.

Comments

[cloningblues]

I think field rations might taste better than this. And it's barely helping...

[Poking someone who just drank something horrible? Bad idea. Asagi's face gets all weird.]

Urk...

[gold_four]

Ack!

[Ataru grabs a nearby bin, prepared for the worst.]

Did you never consider consulting a professional?!

[cloningblues]

I did...

[Asagi exhales loudly. Sounds like emergency is averted for now!]

But the medicine they give me isn't always 100% effective. And their advice is useless for me.

[gold_four]

So instead you trust the internet. I think this what they call a no win scenario, you know?

[Ataru tries to offer small comforts, a hand almost patting Asagi on the back... before deciding better of it. Don't wanna encourage him to finish what he's begun after all.]

They ever pin down what triggered those things?

[cloningblues]

Stress and worrying. You know; stuff that will just keep happening if all of our assignments are as crazy as the last one.

[gold_four]

Ah, yeah...

Considered a hobby maybe? I mean, I've got my guns, Tamaki has her boys, Kei's got cake, Izuru his heroes...

What do you have?

[cloningblues]

I'm not the type to get passionate about a single specific thing.

I could try some more relaxing stuff, I suppose...

[gold_four]

Maybe you could be like the super robot pilots, and scream out everything you do!

[...Wait, that made him sound Izuru. Nevermind that then...]

Or, y'know, try Yoga or something. There's a bunch of martial artists around here, some of them should know something.

[cloningblues]

No. If you see me shout attack moves, that means the world went completely insane.

...I might try yoga.

[gold_four]

Alright then. Just remember, don't trust the internet over professionals!

[Ataru gives a proverbial jab to mirror his earlier, physical one, as he scoots for the door.]