Vie uses a Push against the wall to SLAM into Kansas, knocking him over.
Vie doesn’t bother with a retort, as clearly it is lost on people with poor vocabulary.
Working on it. Had a big lunch and sat in bed with tea and a book to help my headache and now I’m half crocheting and half hanging in here so the day is vastly improved.
Thanks y’all.
“Ok!” Vie grabs her belt, and whips is once, and it unravels into rope.
She then decks Wyver so hard she gets dizzy, and ties her up.
“there. Now, LEAVE ME ALONE.”
Vie catches the fist and twists it, breaking the joint.
Vie draws herself up.
Her voice gets very quiet.
Dangerously quiet.
“If you have any regard for you safety and would like your bloodline to continue, I recommend staying. Where. You. Are.”
She meets everyone’s gazes.
And issues one last warning.
“DON’T.”
Vie blocks and retaliates so hard Wyver falls backward.
“Leave. Me. The. %$@#. ALONE.”
She turns to glare at the room. “Anybody else?”
Vie stares at him. “I… have nothing remotely nice to say to that.”
Vie wakes up and IMMEDIATELY glares. It looks like a reflex.
At this, she flips him off. “Sue you and you so called charm. I want no part of it.”
“AGGFH!!” She yells as her instinctual duck sends her face into the table.
“What in the WORLD makes you want to PUNCH me?! Do I just exude this kind of energy?!!?”
She let’s out a little scream. “You people are CRAZY! Gah!!”
Vie (having gone back to sleep, sorry I thought that posted but it didn’t. *glares at technology*)
dodges both. “What the HELL? What is wrong with you?!”
Kiva steps forward. “Vie’s helping me cure Skyes hangover. Obviously.”
She looks down with interest. “And this is an overreaction. It’s not that bad. I’ve had it happen to me and it’s really not this bad.”
Vie shrugs. “I had no real part in this. It was Kivas idea, I just had to hold the pot bc it was to heavy for her.”