Nata Luna: [1] are you sure we're still in january?
Nata Luna: [2] it feels like summer.
Nata Luna: [3] ...
Nata Luna: [4] is your back very bad today? you're sort of... phosphorescing again.
Nata Luna: [5] yeah, it's gone all... tight... and cold, right down my spine
Nata Luna: [6] this really is the most extraordinary scar...
Nata Luna: [7] oh, *stylish* disfigurement! that's alright then.
Nata Luna: [8] "better?" -- "lower back too, while you're at it"
Nata Luna: [9] I mean have *you* ever seen a scar behave like that? Cold, and glowing? Cos i haven't. But then you always *were* different...
Nata Luna: [10] i know just what we need on a day like today. i'll be right back!
Nata Luna: [11] peace and quiet? take as long as you like, doctor...
Nata Luna: [12] ...
Nata Luna: [13] (schlorp schlorp schlorp)
Nata Luna: [14] (tuning out the doctor reminiscing... watching their eyebrows and lips instead)
Nata Luna: [15] (tuning out the doctor speculating about fish... watching their hands instead)
Nata Luna: [16] (the doctor's finally fallen asleep! but it's time for meds)
Nata Luna: [17] ...
Nata Luna: [18] (glup)
Nata Luna: [19] (i'll just get my-- wtf?! it was right here...)
Nata Luna: [20] (!@#$%^&*!)
Nata Luna: [21] ...
Nata Luna: [22] ...
Nata Luna: [23] ...
Nata Luna: [24] (this'll do...)
Nata Luna: [25] ...
Nata Luna: [26] (ugh)
Nata Luna: [27] ...
Nata Luna: [28] ...
Nata Luna: [29] (I WIN!!)
Nata Luna: [30] (almost almost...)