+ Somewhere a Grandiose Carnival Was Going on in the Sky +

[vitaelamorte]

Who: Everyone!
Where: The grounds of the Mansion
When: March 9-16
Rating: PG-13 (warn if you go higher)
Summary: The Red Queen has thrown a carnival for everyone!
The Story:


From Friday, March 9, through Friday, March 16, the gardens and grounds of the Mansion will be a sprawling a carnival. The masked, unspeaking vendors will be selling trinkets and running free game booths. Carnival rides, exhibits, and foods represent all of the various cultures of those currently residing in the Mansion.


Of particular note, and perhaps incongruously, everything is decorated with red hearts.

Use this log for any and all of your carnival needs!

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[ Her eyes narrow. She suddenly gets a fiery, murderous urge and wants to stab him so fucking bad right now. Her hand twitches as she seriously considers it, her brain deciding between his throat or his chest.

Probably throat. That way she won't have to account for a rib cage. ]

I don't care if it stops, you big jerk! [ She winces, and this only makes her angrier. ] Let it bleed!

[magatsugiru]

[ There's a flash of anger of his own, and he's tempted to give her something real to complain about. He wonders how chatty she'd be with his hands around her skinny neck. His expression darkens, and he withdraws. ]

You're the boss. [ He says, agreeable, apologetic. ] You know, I hear this sort of thing is pretty common among high schoolers. You should find someone to talk to. Sort yourself out, you know?

[ He starts to get back to his feet. He has some things to dispose of. ]

This whole thing isn't really my area of expertise.

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[ Monika makes a face, watching his movements like a hawk. Don't think she didn't notice that.

She huffs, speaking flatly: ] I'll be sure to do that, officer.

[ Then, a thought makes her smiiile. ] I can still call you if I need help with my nighttime situation, though. Right?

[ Go on, Adachi. Tell her no. She'll be sure to tell everyone what a horribly unhelpful cop he is to a poor, innocent high schooler. ]

[magatsugiru]

Sure. [ Don't worry, Monika. He knows his script. ] Whatever you need. I wouldn't want you to struggle more than you already are.

[ He brushes off the front of his suit, and turns to move away. ]

Feel better, yeah? [ And there he goes, without another word. ]