[h3][color=aba000]Darla Drake[/color][/h3]

[color=aba000]"Mmm, far too long. This is not Okay, cousin. Really not okay."[/color] Darla, sighed, before folding her hands in front of her mouth, fuming ever so slightly. People were usually stupidly infurating sheep who could only bleat most of the time, but they had to be specially grating this time. Apparently, there was a small trickle of students who were in her way besides Reverio.

It had been such a decent scene she had played in her mind. Her cousin seating with her, complimenting her good looks. Asking for a favour, Darla opening her hand and endearing herself to him.

But no, there had to be a stupid dog-wolf-boy-drooling thing making an ass out of himself in the library. The problem was not his looks, he probably was so subpar Darla would not even cast a glance at him even if he were naked. The problem were the "oohs" and "ahhs" from the cadre of morons who had come to the library to see if they could reach enlightment by osmosis.

Or just get laid. Mainly get laid.

She lifted herself from her seat, indicating her other robot maid, Pearl, lightweight and petite, to follow her for the entrance, as she took confident steps with the swagger only the beautiful elite could pull. On her way she passed some sort of punk sci fi cosplayer, which made her raise an eyebrow and shake her head.

[color=aba000]"Cutting edge tech. Zero fashion sense. Gross."[/color] She said as she passed Maverick. [color=aba000]"Things have to have both suitable form and function."[/color]  She casually reminded the youth, asserting her dominance as Alpha female.

She also saw one of the first year herbivores. Lamb, or something. She would have presented herself as her senior and watch him squirm and chafe under her judgemental stare, but she guessed the librarians would take over for her. That's what they were paid for.

Of course there was the fucking dog. Some Kiburi scum. He probably thought books were for eating. She pondered how such a creature would come to existence. Would the bitch be the mother or the father? That sort of stuff. It did matter not. She just grabbed some tinfoil wrap, with her hands blessed by the god of the Forge, and began to twist and transform the chewing gum wrapping into a makeshift dog whistle.

[i]FUIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT[/i] She blew air into it, confidently that most students would not even register the sound, but the dog-man-thing from Kiburi would feel as if someone was playing Death Metal on his ears. She just coyly smirked, discarding the wrapping, as she made good headway into the door.


[color=aba000]"Oh, there you are Reverio. Can't you believe...how crowded the library is these days? I had thought you would have entered already... but I guessed wrong. So...did you need help with something? You can ask me...[i]anything.[/i]"[/color] Darla offered her best pearly smile.


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