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I am against randomization, we've put a lot of work together in deciding teams and back story, and I wouldn't be very happy to lose that.
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#stares ar click
Don't you dare stare at me.
Fir merely shrugged at the question, before making a sour face as she tasted soot in her mouth.
“Well, it’s more of I didn’t apply to Torchwood than I was rejected from it,” she explained. “Going the Beacon route is a change of pace, something different, more open. I’d feel like a Firelight super-senior in Torchwood, it’s the same people and the same social expectations. There are some disadvantages, sure, but they’re a tradeoff I can accept.”
She glanced again at the wrecked side of the bar, where the crowd was already beginning to disperse. The bartender was picking up all the pennies that Lupus had thrown at him in ‘compensation’ for the destruction of the bar, which seemed to elevate her blood pressure somewhat. She agreed with Ash’s assessment nonetheless; her own comment was just an offhand one.
“The culture clash is real, though.”
At the end of the subsequent PA announcement she stood up, smiling slightly at the administration’s incredibly understated, but passive-aggressive admonishment of the bar bomber’s actions.
“Hey, if they don’t have any, I’m sure it’s not beyond us to make our own.”
“Well, it’s more of I didn’t apply to Torchwood than I was rejected from it,” she explained. “Going the Beacon route is a change of pace, something different, more open. I’d feel like a Firelight super-senior in Torchwood, it’s the same people and the same social expectations. There are some disadvantages, sure, but they’re a tradeoff I can accept.”
She glanced again at the wrecked side of the bar, where the crowd was already beginning to disperse. The bartender was picking up all the pennies that Lupus had thrown at him in ‘compensation’ for the destruction of the bar, which seemed to elevate her blood pressure somewhat. She agreed with Ash’s assessment nonetheless; her own comment was just an offhand one.
“The culture clash is real, though.”
At the end of the subsequent PA announcement she stood up, smiling slightly at the administration’s incredibly understated, but passive-aggressive admonishment of the bar bomber’s actions.
“Hey, if they don’t have any, I’m sure it’s not beyond us to make our own.”
If you did the same thing on an airliner you would be dead.
Ah, wha, it was not even the first day of classes and she had already gotten herself into unwanted trouble. Fir consoled herself that there was not much else she could have really done anyway, short of shooting the guy for being a potential terrorist, which, while reasonable given the circumstances, didn’t seem like the most tactful thing to do. She realized that nobody was particularly injured and the damage seemed to be solely material, so she gave up on pursuing the matter further. The relevant school authorities and governing bodies, or even the other students on the airship would be taking very good care of him.
Fir caught the clean towel that entered her field of vision with a forced grin, and gave a wave of acknowledgement to the two sitting at the other side of the bar. Dusting herself off, she made her way over to the more intact section of bar.
“Aish… Thanks. Aren’t you supposed to be noticing these sorts of things, Ashart?” Having dusted herself with the towel as much as she could, the Juneau girl slid into an empty adjacent barstool. She wished she had kept her sweater on.
“These people have an attention span of a goldfish,” she commented, eyeing a blonde haired girl that had already completely forgot about the bombing and was drifting into their direction, eyes fixated on a certain rabbit Faunus. She turned her head back towards her classmates before continuing her belated greeting.
“Well, that was a rather explosive reunion! How have you two been?”
Fir reasoned she probably shouldn’t mention what happened last spring.
Fir caught the clean towel that entered her field of vision with a forced grin, and gave a wave of acknowledgement to the two sitting at the other side of the bar. Dusting herself off, she made her way over to the more intact section of bar.
“Aish… Thanks. Aren’t you supposed to be noticing these sorts of things, Ashart?” Having dusted herself with the towel as much as she could, the Juneau girl slid into an empty adjacent barstool. She wished she had kept her sweater on.
“These people have an attention span of a goldfish,” she commented, eyeing a blonde haired girl that had already completely forgot about the bombing and was drifting into their direction, eyes fixated on a certain rabbit Faunus. She turned her head back towards her classmates before continuing her belated greeting.
“Well, that was a rather explosive reunion! How have you two been?”
Fir reasoned she probably shouldn’t mention what happened last spring.
I guess I'll pull what I have from the collab and set another one up later if it's still happening. >_<
Should... Should I just make an IC post?
This one, clearly.
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