Edema Rue
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Zira shrugged, tossing the mouse’s tail over her shoulder (into Ezrium’s cell, @Canada Lover). Time seemed to freeze around her as she ran forward, towards Elan Jr first, since Elan was in a cell. She sank her fangs into his neck.
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Dilsha stopped listening then. Peasants never knew anything, and the ones who thought they did were the worst fools of all.
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Dilsha almost gasped, but her instincts forced it down. Then, remembering no one could tell, she did gasp. The nerve. This one wouldn’t survive a day back home.
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“Those are the only options left for you two. Incompetent, both of you.” She sighed, pulling another live mouse out of her pocket and beginning to crunch on it. “Take all the time you need. I can wait.”
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Sono was cleverer than Dilsha had given her credit for. She’d have to be careful with that one.
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She shakes her head at both of them. “I have no use for either of you, actually. Not as you are, anyway.” She grins. “So. You have two options, both of which will help me. The first is that I eat you. It’s been far too long since I tasted human blood…and the second is that you become like me. More than human.”
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Debate today was…
Ah…
Something.
I was doing research and didn’t see how it started, but our coach got in a fight with one of the PF kids. Not a debate or an argument like you’d expect, no, a hand sanitizer/food fight. And then the next thing I know he’s standing on my desk holding a paper towel full of hand sanitizer and chasing her around, jumping on all the desks.
AND THEN she ran out of the room, so he locks the door goes over to one of his cabinets and opens it up (it’s well known that this cabinet is full of food) and pulls out a bottle of syrup. Syrup, guys. And then he dumps it in her water bottle, lots of it, and shakes it up before setting the water bottle back on the desk.
And then, to, y’know, throw her off the trail of the syrup, he pulls out a jar of peanut butter, scoops out a massive thing of it, and holds it over her computer as she opens the door to come back in. Then she yells at him not to, and he turns to the rest of the class and whispers “what happens in debate stays in debate” and eats the whole scoop of peanut butter.
Oh, and he also tied a kid’s arm hair in knots. It was quite a period.
@Ookla the Immortal, I miss anything?
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She shrugged. “I’d say we’ll work on it, but…ah, there are easier ways to fix that problem. Besides, we’ve been feeding you for too long anyway.”
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Hehe, that’s okay then :)) -
“How’s prison?”
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“No, I can’t,” Dilsha says, enjoying being able to say what she wants without being heard.
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Zira, who was standing outside his cell, eyed him suspiciously. “Hello, old man.”
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Dilsha followed him. She groaned softly, though of course they couldn’t hear her.
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Dilsha looked at him with something akin to…pity? No, no, she didn’t feel bad for this peasant. She didn’t feel bad for him. He was nothing to her. Right?
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Yes, Dilsha thought, but of course Sono couldn’t hear her. Strangely enough, it went through her.
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Dilsha waited. She’d just…follow Alex around for a few hours until she could be seen again, and then he’d know she was safe, and would stop looking for her, and she could get home.
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@ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ you’re being summoned!! (also can’t remember if I said but I’d be interested)
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@Ookla the Abstract
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Wait hello I want to sleep can I... Pretty please... I need sleep.
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Still here. Oddly, Sono couldn’t hear the response, or any of Dilsha’s thoughts. It was as if she had just stopped existing. Knowing she couldn’t respond, Dilsha just watched him.
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Dilsha looked over at him and cursed inwardly. She had no way to make herself known until the spell wore off.
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