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is this thing on
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Back home. I need a breather, lol.
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@Mistress Dizzy maybe Jin also thought the speech was going to be in the auditorium

it's funny
Chloe Bridgette Cakebread-Yonaka


Yonaka smiled weakly up at Taras. With a wince she giggled quietly. "All thanks to you, mate. Be dead as without your help." She returned the compliment, not nearly as eager to maintain the alleged pride that Taras did. Tupolev did her a great servie. Saved her life. Even if she had survived that gunshot she would still be out of the war, which was unacceptable. Chloe couldn't go home, not yet. But now, she was back, and a little dazed, but back in the fight.

Chloe flinched as the tank exploded. She had to restart it, quick. The song of the tank came to an end and was quickly started from scratch, but during that short time frame Tupolev had taken some hits. The wreckage of the tank vanished and reappared in full working order as the record began to play again.

Tupolev was on the move, his stand moving into the fortress. "Little bugger's quick, eh?" She commented, watching it scurry within the fortress.

After a moment of waiting, Tupolev reported it was over.

Chloe breathed a sigh of relief, placing both her hands on her knees. The tank vanished, the recording stopped before it could crush into the fortress gates.

"Some hidden fuckin' rendezvous, eh? Some crazy bird, was it? Fuckin' 'ell." Chloe wiped the sweat off her forehead.

"Let's get someonewhere safe. Oi! Lillaine! You got a real safe spot for us to get too, or what?" The lumbering, feminine, ghostly automaton raised her voice in Chloe's stead to get the alleged Frenchwoman's attention.
Annabelle Lafeyette

Willow's house


Annie sat down and collected her thoughts, having hung up the phone. "Phoo. Okay. Here we go. Nothing is going to happen." She grabbed the wheel and moved her fingers up and down. Then she reached down and twisted the key, the old clanker rumbling to life. "No worries. Skip college today. Let's...let's go." She was nervous. She didn't want anything else to happen.

Fortunately, she was able to make it to Willow's house without issue. No murderers or strangeness or anything. But she was worried about Willow. What was going to happen to her? Did Annie hear her say she was adopted, too? Things were getting strange. Poor Willow. It wasn't right for a parent to keep something like that from a child. In her experience, being adopted didn't hurt at all if you never knew otherwise. She could see how other people would want to find their 'real' parents (even saying 'real parents' made Annie's mouth taste gross), but Annie was happy with the family she had. It was why she was fighting so hard against this letter nonsense. She just wanted to live a normal life.

Pulling up on the street infront of Willow's house, Annie took a deep breathe and turned off the car. Walking up the drive way she approached the door and rapped against it with her knuckles. Three fast knocks, a pause, and then two more knocks. Annie always knocked doors in the same way. It was a secret knock she developed when she was a kid that became a habit that never left her. Then she wrung her fingers together and waited for someone to answer the door, looking behind her to see if anyone was around.
@galavant yup! still looking.
@Cai Chaos You can have your Batwoman's personality be a clone of an already existing superhero, sure, but the story we're writing together is going to be different from canon. Mainly because I don't want to compete with professional writers in my storytelling, lol. Ultimately though your Batwoman is going to be a replacement of Bruce Wayne in this universe, but she can behave however you'd like.
still lookin for ass kickers
still no takers somebody please please somebody please

please

Time: 5:00 PM, Monday
Location: Campus Commons; Welcome Banquet
Interactions: Jin @Mistress Dizzy


June flinched away from Jin's flinch as if the younger student had struck her with some kind of pyschic blast. June's hand retracted and her fingers grasped at mid air. Bad move. Not right. 14, not 6. Thanks very muchly. June nodded quickly. "R-right. Sorry, sorry. Come, come this way. Follow me. Don't get lost." She said helpfully, and began to lead Jin away, careful to avoid being too directly in the line of sight of any of the Welcome Leaders. 14, they were 14. Almost the same age when June had come here, but Jin seemed suspicious, like she didn't like the place, which was weird. Still, best not push it, she might say or do a wrong thing again.

June brushed a stray hair out of her face and turned quickly over her shoulder as she walked, her ponytail swooshing dramatically. "It's better because it's- the people- they want to help. Not like other places, where they're mean. Well, they're mean sometimes but I deserve it." An ominous sounding statement, but June was just referring to the times where she had misbehaved and was punished or reprimanded. The only difference was most rambunctious students didn't have the ability to seal someone's mouth shut forever, so extra precautions had to be taken.

June blinked at the question, wringing her hands. "Uh, me?" June opened a glass door and held it, waiting for Jin to enter the lobby first, smiling too brightly. She hid half of her face behind the clear glass. "I, uh, I dunno." The woman replied quickly, the nonsensical answer hiding the bad memories. She was a bad liar, and Jin could probably recognize the type of response.

"What's your name? I'm June!" June asked, trying to change the subject.
yes please thank you

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