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[And the automatic response is to...actually help Leon, now. It's the only thing that can be done. Ion reaches out to grab onto that arm and to try to gather up other parts- though it seems like something wants to slap him more than anything else. He ends up dropping a bone in all the hustle but he's eventually trying to move out of the kitchen with the armful of mess.]

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[It doesn't seem they'll be getting far with what they have to drag out. Despite it seeming like a good idea the skeleton isn't exactly in pieces anymore but it looks to Leon that there is more skeleton than what they originally started with.]

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[With getting outside, there is a full skeleton to greet them. If Ion hadn't been Ion, he would have thrown the arm that was trying to smack him at it but he settles for tossing it on the ground, instead.]

Where did this other one come from?

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From the same place the first one came from...

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Well, it must be true.

[This is a time when a lack of real weaponry and abilities really hurts and he can't help to find this whole situation vexing. There is also that first skeleton is pretty much back together so he is dropping the bag and backing away from it.] Let's head inside. [Before they follow.]

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[Only sensible thing is to back up a bit but that's just going to welcome the skeleton back inside, isn't it?]

I'm sorry. I'll be asking you to go on inside. I'll meet you in a minute.

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[Somehow, Leon gets the feeling the skeletons are looking for more than to just get inside the house. They were decorations, they shouldn't be bothered if someone destroyed them. He hesitates at first before heading towards the house.

He is aware that Ion has artes at his disposal but Ion is still a very out of shape looking person, at least from Leon's point of view. However there is nothing Leon can do without a real weapon. He'll back away but he has no intention of heading inside. He'll stand at the door crossing his arms. There is a chance he wants to see just what Ion can do.]

1/2

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[Time for concentration. Hopefully such won't go to much waste but he's pressed for seconds with the bits of one skeleton trying to get itself together and the new friend. A hand is brought down to the ground without him losing balance as he makes use of bending those knees. You get the drill- a light show. Like in video games.

That leaves nothing behind. Success.]

2/2

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[He slowly stands, stumbling slightly with a sigh following. Really, things can be worse. And not just in reference to his health or whatever.





Four skeletons are now gracing the front yard with their presence.]

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[Well, that was fine. Ion is still out shape in his mind however. Why else would he stumble after that. Maybe Ion needed to ride that bike of his more often. Well, whatever maybe it is time to head back inside since the skeletons are gone. He opens the door but he much like Ion notices the new arrivals.


That isn't right.]

Ion, let's hurry inside...

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[He doesn't have to be told twice. Ion's going to be quick with crossing the yard- hopefully Leon's getting the door open or something as it seems that there is vengeance they possibly desire.]

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[The door is open, Leon is just waiting for Ion to get himself inside. Of course it isn't like the thought of leaving Ion outside hasn't crossed Leon's mind but he isn't terrible enough to actually leave Ion out there. Who knows what would happen.]

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[At the very least, Ion's going to have the decency as the last person coming through to shut the door behind them and lock it.]

I didn't mean for that to happen.

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[Really? That's what you're going to say Ion. Because he is well aware of that. Unless Ion decided to become an idiot. He is sure things like don't just happen.]

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There's nothing to be done now. As long as--

[And he is going to stop talking because there is the sound of the door unlocking. He hurries over to lock it quickly.]

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[Ion moves to make sure the windows are locked in the living room because these things are proving to be a bit persistent- which would be impressive at any other time.]

I don't think this will hold them out forever.

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[Well, of course it won't since Leon is playing a game of keeping the door locked which he is bound to lose. He can't even hide his frustration. It is stupid and pointless for something like this to happen.]

Hurry to our room.

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[So he's going to take a step back as not to ignore the other's request.]

What about you?

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You think I'm going to stay here?

[Because as soon as he says that he is taking a step away from the door. Only it seems nothing is trying to get in from there... because the skeletons may have found another way to get inside.]

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[He's going to at least be rushing to the bedroom, only glancing over his shoulder once he gets to the bedroom. Oh, and, hello not 1419's puppy- she decides she wants to rush out into the hall and bark.]

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[Leon is right behind Ion which means he gets a view of that. Really, is something like that necessary now? He wants to say something only he is well aware that getting into the room is more important at the moment but he can still give Ion a reproachful look.]

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[Sorry, Leon, he has to ditch the room in favour of picking up that puppy who...decides she wants to run pretty far out. Berightback- actually, don't wait up.]

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[Well, Ion is as good as dead. He starts to close the bedroom door... and for some reason he stops and heads out after Ion. It's not that he cares. He just has to tell him not bring animals into the house. Yes, right this moment!]

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[It seems that a skeleton has made its way into the house and the dog is taking one for the team and trying to bite its foot off. But Ion knows better than to leave her to that in the living room so he takes care of picking her up and...throwing the foot at the skeleton. Time to run back to the bedroom, now, if...he doesn't end up running into Leon first!]

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Are you an idiot?

[Because really Ion for a dog? Fine, fine. Time to head back to the room and Leon is crossing his arms. He feels like he is running around in circles. His patience has run dry. Once they are all in the room, dog included, the door is closed and locked. For good measure he secures it with the room's chair.]