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[h1][url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5305046][color=76c0f0]Lucretia von Königsmähne[/color][/url][/h1]
[h1][url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5305129][color=FFD700]Valeriya Zhukova[/color][/url][/h1]
[@Izurich] [@Psyker Landshark]
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She was so furious, so, [i]so[/i] furious. How dare they take her project away from her? How [i]dare[/i] they?! She had worked on it for seven hours straight, and she was oh so close to that sweet reward, but they took that away! This wasn't how things meant to go, you just don't offer someone a puzzle only to pull the rug from under them. This was wrong, the world wasn't supposed to work like this, Sukoro Jinga must answer for this travesty! 

Her vision red, all Lucretia could think about right at this very moment was to unleash all of her rage and humiliation to the door. If she couldn't open it the smart way, then a little application of blunt trauma should do the trick. She was no pacifist or else she wouldn't have installed Schwarzritter with combat functions, and honestly, the floating metal golem should already be smashing the offending door open, if not for a sudden shout from her roommate. While Schwarzritter didn't recognize Valeriya's voice as a valid command, Lucretia did.

[color=76c0f0][b]"...?!"[/b][/color] Lucy's tired, bloodshot eyes widened upon the Russian's frantic shout and shuffles as she leaped out of the bed, the younger Polymath turned her neck slightly, feeling the jolts of pain from all her aching muscles, she gritted her teeth but then exhaled harshly, [color=76c0f0][b]"Bleib stehen..."[/b][/color] with her auditory instruction, the metal knight ceased winding up its punch, returning to a stand-by position.

Valeriya let loose a sigh of relief as the diminutive German saw reason and called her murder drone off the poor, unsuspecting door. Good thing she wouldn't have to figure out a way to explain to those in charge why they had a door blown out on the first night. 

[color=FFD700][b]"Whew..."[/b][/color] She exhaled, starting to calm down now that the danger had passed. [color=FFD700][b]"At least you stopped. I wasn't looking forward to having to figure out an excuse for why we lost a door. Is everything alright? What happened to set you off like that?"[/b][/color]

[color=76c0f0][b]"Haaah... nnngh..."[/b][/color] As her outrage winded down, Lucretia felt the full brunt of her seven hour of constant concentration, lack of sleep, and adrenaline crash all at once. The white-haired girl fell to her knees first then onto her side, lying crumpled on the carpeted floor. Her gaze was empty as she lacked the energy to even be angry now, but it did have the side effect of allowing her to somewhat calmly answer Valeriya's curiosity, [color=76c0f0][b]"I... was so close... just a little bit more... and I could've defeated the Starsteel cipher, but... but they took that away... they took that from me."[/b][/color] She droned on, having no other desire right now other than just succumb into unconsciousness, right, might as well catch some sleep while she's at it.

[color=76c0f0][b]"Schwarzritter, trage"[/b][/color] Upon her command, the steel black-blue drone gently picked up its creator and cradled her in its right arm, then Lucy commanded it to carry her back to the bed, in which the German girl simply just flopped onto then buried herself amidst the pillows and duvet, quickly drifting off to a much-needed slumber, the drone loyally staying by her side.

Well. That was...something. At least Lucretia seemed no worse for wear, aside from exhaustion from staying up all night. Eh. That was the girl's decision, not hers. Valeriya would let her sleep. Considering the state of the party last night, no doubt more than few students would be sleeping off hangovers, regardless. She stepped over to Lucretia's side of the room to give the little German the kindness of at least tucking her in before going about her own morning routine, preparing to head out. Outside of actual research, she had some devices to make for the next night...