[Poor Jonathan, but it's all that the Murakumo folks have seen him do so far. They're not used to Hamon, okay? It only takes one heat stroke to get the point across...]
[Mai nods.] Right, the Dragon drill. When I blow my whistle, [she grabs onto a whistle laying against her chest, hanging from a lanyard around her neck] Fatimah over there [she points to the girl reading by the pile of masks] and some of the other older children will scramble to help put ventilation masks on all the children. You, Takeuchi, and I need to take as many babies from their cribs as we can -- the older kids will also help with this after their task -- and we need to gather in the center of the tent in a circle.
It's all to prepare for the Dragon's attack, since its method of attacking is suddenly flying over us and spreading some kind of magic that causes everyone to go crazy and attack each other, and then it flies off again before we can get it. [Mai huffs a bit in frustration, her round cheeks growing even rounder with her frown.] That Dragon is such a pain, making us hurt each other instead of facing us itself like it should!
[As soon as she says that and gets it off her chest, Mai deflates and goes back to smiling.] Are you okay with that, Mister Jonathan? When you're ready, we'll start the drill. Or do you have any other questions first?
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It only takes one heat stroke to get the point across...][Mai nods.] Right, the Dragon drill. When I blow my whistle, [she grabs onto a whistle laying against her chest, hanging from a lanyard around her neck] Fatimah over there [she points to the girl reading by the pile of masks] and some of the other older children will scramble to help put ventilation masks on all the children. You, Takeuchi, and I need to take as many babies from their cribs as we can -- the older kids will also help with this after their task -- and we need to gather in the center of the tent in a circle.
It's all to prepare for the Dragon's attack, since its method of attacking is suddenly flying over us and spreading some kind of magic that causes everyone to go crazy and attack each other, and then it flies off again before we can get it. [Mai huffs a bit in frustration, her round cheeks growing even rounder with her frown.] That Dragon is such a pain, making us hurt each other instead of facing us itself like it should!
[As soon as she says that and gets it off her chest, Mai deflates and goes back to smiling.] Are you okay with that, Mister Jonathan? When you're ready, we'll start the drill. Or do you have any other questions first?