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[fionnuisce]

[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.]

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[integrous]

If they're doing it to multiple people, is it supposed to be some sort of prank? I mean, it's got to be the people in charge at least, I know for sure it's got to be them.

[ Nobody else would know the names of her friends from back home, there's no way. She didn't tell anyone here. Nor did she tell about her fear of bugs.. ]

Are they just trying to hurt us again?

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[fionnuisce]

I wasn't aware of it happening to multiple people. But if that's the case I imagine that they are doing just that.

[integrous]

I got something too. I don't know if others did, but that means it's at least more than one person.

[ She's being a little more curt than usually, but it's mostly since she's feeling so tense because of it all. ]