First Spell; Text/Action

[thornythaumaturge]

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john lalonde i am going to KILL you.

[Action]

[[Once that ominous message has been left, the young girl abandons the terminal she found on third floor of dormitories and begins her hunt. She has an ass to kick and she will find it. There's a four eyed black kitten on her heels, batting playfully at her coat tails as they walk and under her arm is a very large book of some sort. Occasionally she checks a terminal as she passes because you'd better believe she will descend upon her friend like a hawk when he replies, but beyond that she's going to head down stairs to look on the floor below. Maybe go a few more floors down if need be.

She'll care about where exactly she is later. It's probably just like SBURB anyway. Do some exploration and eventually you'll run into some helpful creatures! Surely that's how it works.]]

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[thornythaumaturge]

[[You say that like her John Lalonde isn't a bit creepy and might not enjoy the horror here.......

Though she's not looking, so she doesn't really notice no. At least you don't have to deal with that? And oh, seems like you finally pissed her off a little.]]

He's not a tool! But...alright, fine. I'll do that.

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[restitchtime]

[a small victory that she's honestly not interested in relishing anymore. right now Rose just wants to punch something, preferable a something with bones to break.]

There's no such thing as a Lalonde that isn't a tool, untwist your panties and get the fuck over it. There aren't too many dorm levels, you shouldn't be looking for long.

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[thornythaumaturge]

[[Crossing her arms, she glowers at the other girl.]]

I don't know what Lalondes you have met, but John isn't a tool and that's all there is to say about it. And good. Come on Salem.

[[The kitten perks up and follows after Rose as she walks off in just a little bit of a huff. Because wow she probably doesn't even know him all that well how rude!!!]]

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[restitchtime]

[yeah, she's only been friends with a version of him for a few years. Rose flips off the retreating alternate before returning to her room and prompting kicking over every piece of furniture that isn't hers.

she kicks at a chest brutally, mumbling harshly under her breath]

Like fuck you'd know, you prissy little shitstain. I hope you fucking find him in pieces.

[and with that she flops onto her bed, definitely and totally not upset about anything.

fuck this place.]