Silren's jointed hand falls apart.

Errand: =*_*= Put his hand back! Seph: That goes without saying! *_* Ferrahn: *snarls* When are you fixing his hands together properly!?

Silren's other hand comes apart when Seph tries to put his right one together.

Ferrahn: *HISS* Seph: Crap. -_- For some reason, they just won't stay together now. Errand: Let Silren use his old hands first. Seph: -_- I don't know where I put them. T_T Silren: . . . Ferrahn: *snarls* Fix his hands back together!! Seph: They won't stay together, damn it! I'm trying!

Seph: Look, I'll find your old hands. Just...be handless for the moment. -_- Ferrahn: This is ridiculous! Errand: Poor Silren. Razkil: Find his hands, Seph. Seph: -_- I will...

Kamahn: I think she broke your hands. Seph: Look, I didn't do anything. I just brushed against them when I was giving him his mug! Kamahn: There's no reason why they won't stay back together if you didn't break them. Errand: You must have broken them, Seph. Seph: I didn't break a thing! Ferrahn: *hiss* Whatever is it, find his old hands and put them back. Luthien: Here's his finger.

Silren: *sigh* Seph: -_- It's not my fault your hands fell apart. Silren: I know. Seph: I'll find your old hands somehow. -_-

Razkil: It will be all right, Silren. Errand: You don't need hands for anything anyway. Seph: What kind of comfort is that? -_-

Razkil: I didn't have a hand before. Errand: *nods* He didn't. But it was only one hand. Razkil: I didn't have my hand for quite a long time. Errand: *nods* We had to wait and wait. But in your case, you just need to wait for Seph to find your hands. Whenever that is. Seph: I'm trying to remember where I put them. -_-

Luthien: Nothing seems to be right for Silren. It's no wonder he wants to find something that suits him better. Ferrahn: . . .

Seph: Shy, don't play with Silren's hands!

Kamahn: You should use the new body that Seph is getting. Razkil: But that one is for Feyn. Kamahn: Feyn doesn't need a body now. Silren will be better off with the body.

Ferrahn: Hey! Don't pretend you're thinking about Silren, you brat! *hiss* We all know you don't want Feyn to use the body Seph is getting! Kamahn: Silren's been waiting for his big body long enough. It's time he gets what he wants. Ferrahn: *snarls* You don't even like the body Seph is getting. So why are you telling Silren to use something you don't think is good enough? Luthien: *purrs* Razkil: I don't think Kamahn's--

Ferrahn: Don't make yourself even more disagreeable, brat. *snarls* We'll help Silren to choose the right body for him. So don't tell him he should just take anything that comes along! Kamahn: . . . Seph: *sigh* Look-- Kamahn: I'm leaving.

Razkil: Kamahn? But you're not supposed to go yet. Kamahn I'm not going to stay here and let myself be insulted! Seph: -_- Look, you know what Ferrahn is like. Ferrahn: Did I say something that wasn't the truth? *hiss* Seph: Ferrahn!

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