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[Luki's looking rather green, and there's bags under her eyes. Even when there were nightmares going around, it didn't disturb her sleep. In this state, however, she's physically unable to. She hasn't been able to eat, either. Not being able to sleep bothered her enough, but not being able to console herself with cookies was just absolutely miserable. She leans against a hallway wall, sliding down until she's sitting on the floor]

Waaaaah, this sucks! Stupid status-y...stuff.

[There's little energy, even to her exclamation. Instead, it comes out as a cross between a frustrated snarl and whining. Given how awful the ten year old girl's feeling, it's not very surprising]

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[shops-a-lot.livejournal.com]

[Bulla's been spared some of the worst status effects, though she wasn't fortunate enough to be left alone entirely. Everything she's been doing lately has been at high speeds. A simple walk for her has been at a sprinting pace for everyone else, and the one time she actually ran in the past week had been somewhat disastrous, ending with her running headlong into a wall. This is getting old, but at least Bulla's been able to sleep.

Currently, her main problem is slowing herself down proportionately so that she doesn't crash into anyone. She has to keep reminding herself that she's faster, rather than everyone else being slower. Bulla's attempting to walk down the halls right now. Attempting, being the operative word. Her body language shows that she's walking, but her pace is that of a sprinter. Rounding a corner, she crashes right into some poor unsuspecting soul]

I'm so sorry!