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Tsubomi, no that wasn't right. Acid Drop, if she could still call herself [i]that[/i], lay still, her eyes staring straight up into the sky. 

[color=ff6347]"Sunshine! Are you okay?"[/color]

No response. Even within Acid Drop's mind, there was no reaction. She felt Oros' head lay over [s]her[/s] [i]Acid Drop's[/i] heart. With the second poke to the ribs, a thought finally showed itself. [i][color=00aeef]Not a lot of sunshine, with the moogals in the air.[/color][/i]

[color=ff6347]"Ahh geez! Don’t make me give you mouth to mouth."[/color] 

It wasn't until Oros gave her threat that Acid Drop's eyes moved or even blinked. They closed for a moment, but reopened as she was poked once more. They then drifted slowly down to look at the other Club member.

[color=00aeef]"... Mm. I'm not injured."[/color] 

What had even happened today? The Club made a plan of attack for [i]something,[/i] and in an attempt to not slow down the others for it, she'd gone... alone? With a moogal? There weren't other Club members with her... And then she was grabbed and hit in the head a few times. Did one of them knock her unconscious, or was it just good timing that she was dragged into the theater around the same time? 

Regardless, the result was the same. The girl tried to lift her head without disturbing Oros, but at her speed it would take a moment. When she finally finished craning her neck, she took a look around. Something had happened. The Club, barring herself and Oros, were all standing with... some woman. Had she seen her before? She felt like she did, but she wasn't sure. 

In the other direction, there were the batter and the girls who had been at the beach. And the frog girl, for some reason? And... a few others, it seemed. Her head fell back to the ground. A sting of the impact was there, but not enough to matter. Maybe it helped or hurt Tsubomi's progress, though. Acid Drop didn't know. The irony of the situation flew well over where her head had just been to pass by without being noticed.

[color=00aeef]"What... happened?"[/color] Finally a second blink occurred, and with it came recognition of what she'd saw a moment before. Eyes once more drifted to look at Oros. [color=00aeef]"Are you okay? You don't have your arms."[/color]