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[ percy is here in the mansion in one of the rooms. he was hoping the bedsheets would be salvageable, but as he tugs at them and frees them from around the corner of one side of the bed, they make a disgustingly... hard sound, like stiff blood... cracking. ]

This is disgusting.

[Can't believe Percy is going to leave this room and run into a zombie immediately.

Nogiku just watches him do this, silent for a moment, before she clicks her tongue and kicks some of the broken furniture aside to go poke another corner of the room. I am very sorry that this is the tag.]

[ yeah his day just goes from bad to worse but at least now we can wash the sheets after that. speaking of: ]

If we had running water, we could probably make do with some of these...

[ as one of the particularly decrepit-looking ones begins to simply just. fall to pieces. ]

[Nogiku, while holding a puffed up chair leg that's already crumbling in her hands:]

Without any soap, wouldn't that make them sticky with filth?

[ wtf that chair leg, percy raises a brow at it. this place is in such a damn state. ]

Mm... [ look he didn't do the laundry back home, but sometimes on the road you just make do. ] I suppose we'd have to scrap off the worst of it and at least get it to soak in cleaner water... Maybe some agitation would help? It'd at least be a start.

I do wish the soap in the bath hadn't disappeared so quickly...