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[lets_mosey.insanejournal.com]

Who: Pygnus
Where: Cygnus dorms
When: Day 95 all day!
What: laaast daaay

Comments

[rhymeswithbitch.insanejournal.com]

It's Ophiuchus.

[lilmissfired.insanejournal.com]

[sitting the food and knife down and walking over to the door]

What do you want?

[rhymeswithbitch.insanejournal.com]

I'm here to enact a penalty against your team.

[lilmissfired.insanejournal.com]

...

What is it?

[rhymeswithbitch.insanejournal.com]

She's a terapede.

[lilmissfired.insanejournal.com]

A what?

[rhymeswithbitch.insanejournal.com]

A terapede.

[lilmissfired.insanejournal.com]

I... I'm sorry. I-I don't know what that is. I c-can't let you in.

[topofthesky.insanejournal.com]

[heard knocking :|a comin' over to see]

Miranda? What is it?

[lilmissfired.insanejournal.com]

I-It's the black team... S-she says it's a terapede.

[topofthesky.insanejournal.com]

. . .

Terapede . . .

[s-sighs. runs a hand over his face. PULLS OUT HIS KNIFE]

You might want to get back.

[lilmissfired.insanejournal.com]

B-but--

[topofthesky.insanejournal.com]

I mean it. Stand as far away from the door as you can - hell, get into one of the rooms. They're dangerous.

[lilmissfired.insanejournal.com]

But your hands! Y-your eye--Ikki!

[rhymeswithbitch.insanejournal.com]

[don't mind me, I can wait as long as you need]

[topofthesky.insanejournal.com]

[sob, so not in the mood to argue this]

Stop worrying about me and get the hell away from the door before it comes through the door.

[lilmissfired.insanejournal.com]

[b-backing up a step and then retreating back from the door]

I-I'm sorry.

[topofthesky.insanejournal.com]

[. . . grabs her hand, gently, and tugs her back even more]

You don't want to be anywhere near the door when I open it.

[lilmissfired.insanejournal.com]

I-I don't want Ikki a-anywhere near the door if-if it's really that bad!

[topofthesky.insanejournal.com]

[baaaaack of the dorm we go]

Stay here.

[and goes back to the door] Oi, Ophiuchus! It's just one?

[lilmissfired.insanejournal.com]

[s-staying]

[rhymeswithbitch.insanejournal.com]

It's just one.

[topofthesky.insanejournal.com]

[GEH. it's her]

. . . you again . . .

[grabs the door handle with the left hand, r-readying self with the knife in the other]

Then get the hell away so I can deal with this damn thing.

[rhymeswithbitch.insanejournal.com]

[the terapede is chilling around her shoulders, though it crawls down her arm when the door is opened]

This is my friend, so please don't make her suffer...

[topofthesky.insanejournal.com]

[ooooopening the door]

Yeah, I'll make sure the fucking stab it good.