AsaHi

Miran

Zazo

Script

Zazo: ~Not possible!~ *rolls around, realing feeling pain for the first time*

AsaHi: *watching her* < Are you okay? >

Miran: *slides down from a nearby tree* She might have a fever. Who knows what they did to us in that place. *droll Zebbish look* And another one who dosen't understand a word that I'm saying. *sigh* Wonderful.

AsaHi: *looks at Miran, then puts the back of her hand against her forehead to indicate fever* < Sick. > *points to Zazo*

Zazo: *throwing a temper tantrum in the dirt, acting like a child*