On hopefully joining the crew at TLV... In two months. sob. And IM2

[didknowthat]

You know just as well as I do that he wants us there. We've all agreed, he's just going to get into more trouble and I actually kind of like cleaning up his messes sometimes. It's habitual. It's what I'm good at.

And no, I really don't think worrying about Hammer being ... Anything, anytime soon, is a good idea. He's fine where he is.

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[nobigdealokay]

[her mission on the barge is to educate all of you about good music. Which means the 70s. D: sorry.]

Vampires, werewolves, in addition to superfreaks and mutants. Witches too.

[didknowthat]

I think I've heard of a few super..villain types. [Calling them freaks just makes her uncomfortable. At least in public. She's not angry enough for that right now.]

Vampires and werewolves.. And witches? Really?

[The tell-tale sense of leg being pulled is horribly evident. But she's not about to shut it down. Unfortunately, it's probably true. Which sucks. Balls.]

[nobigdealokay]

Of course. Apparently one went through and like, attacked a bunch of people. Drank their blood. Plus people die. All the time.

[Carolyn stop enjoying this.]

[didknowthat]

[; A; T-they die? Often?]

That's horrible. Isn't something being done if people keep dying? Is it- do they come back?

[nobigdealokay]

Oh yeah. Like, this other guy I room with over here. [ugh. guys.] He's been there for two years and died like, five times.

I dunno, I think as long as you don't piss people off you should be good. You've got skills right? super secret ninja skills or something?

[didknowthat]

[Five times... Oh god, this is not as okay as she initially thought.]

What? No, I'm- I'm just a regular- no powers or anything. [S-Sob, she can't even throw a proper punch. Well, sort of. But not really.]

[nobigdealokay]

[She stares]

...You okay? You look nervous.

[didknowthat]

I'm a PA with a lot of qualifications, and as it so happens, none of them really equal any sort of defense against anything... not human. [And even then...]

[nobigdealokay]

So like.

You have a problem with this?

[And the fifteen year old girl curls inward and is suddenly arched back on her hind legs-hind legs. She's still got her hair but her face is contorted and scrunched and there's long teeth in her mouth and claws.

She's not attacking. Just staring. Curious.]

[didknowthat]

[...Well. It would be a lie to say she didn't just shriek a little. And nearly stumble back into the wall and okay, sorry. Just. Um. Startled. A lot. What are you, Carolyn?]

O-Okay, maybe- I don't know?

[nobigdealokay]

[Shiver, shrug, and then slurp-and then-apart from a few holes in her clothes she's back to normal.]

That kind of stuff's par for the course man.

Don't look so weird. It's no big deal.