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animus_network2013-08-11 11:39 pm
fionnuisce) wrote in animus_network2013-08-11 11:39 pm
☿ // 005; [text]
[This message flickers onto the network late at night, once Waver's had a chance to both check his mail and read the book delivered to him.]
Who the hell left that in my mailbox.
I am not playing games. I am not remotely pleased. If I ever find out who you are, I'm going to throttle you. And if it was an administrator, I'll do much worse than that.
[Waver didn't linger on the network for very long after posting; he eventually stormed off carrying the book in question and wearing a disturbingly calm expression.]
[action; floor fifty-five]
[Why was there an incinerator here and could it possibly come to life and kill him? Who cared? Certainly not the Clock Tower's favorite professor. Who, by the way, to be slowly coming apart from 'tranquil fury' to just plain fury as he threw his newly received book into the incinerator as hard as he could.]
Fucking tower. [He reached up to something at the level of his collarbone--a pendant hidden under his shirt, apparently. Satisfied it was still there, the magus lowered his hand and turned sharply to head back to the dorm floors.]
Who the hell left that in my mailbox.
I am not playing games. I am not remotely pleased. If I ever find out who you are, I'm going to throttle you. And if it was an administrator, I'll do much worse than that.
[Waver didn't linger on the network for very long after posting; he eventually stormed off carrying the book in question and wearing a disturbingly calm expression.]
[action; floor fifty-five]
[Why was there an incinerator here and could it possibly come to life and kill him? Who cared? Certainly not the Clock Tower's favorite professor. Who, by the way, to be slowly coming apart from 'tranquil fury' to just plain fury as he threw his newly received book into the incinerator as hard as he could.]
Fucking tower. [He reached up to something at the level of his collarbone--a pendant hidden under his shirt, apparently. Satisfied it was still there, the magus lowered his hand and turned sharply to head back to the dorm floors.]
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I can handle it myself, thanks.
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...and then HER mailbox got hit (sob)
Did you get pony's head in the mail as well?
w-welp....
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Only told one person here about ponies. Doubt is him. That leaves Admins, yes?
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