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Posted: Sat Dec 02, 2017 8:47 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 02, 2017 8:49 pm
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Tripping over something sturdy, Malice flew to the ground and crashed face-first. She unhinged a loud, frustrated growl. Before she could even gather her wits, something grabbed her.
"Wha- g-get off of me, you idiot!" The blueblood struggled in the drone's grasp, using all her strength to push them away. She stared vehemently into her reflection in the drone's helmet, knowing full well there was someone in there who could see her. Small blades of grass stuck out of her pigtails. The drone came up much bigger than her. It would have been foolish to try getting her revenge for being tripped. Flickering to the sky, she half-hoped her lusus stayed close.
"What the hell are you doing out here?" She demanded, and with the explanation, Malice cocked her head back and reared it to the side while keeping her sharp eyes on them and making a skewed, doubtful face. Just 'ground crew'? Pah!
"Wow- That's a real tragic story you got there, but your slacking off could result in another incident. Didn't you think of that?" Her eyes narrowed into two slits. "Who are you and who do you report to, drone?" While any dumb troll would have just simply let the drone alone and do their business, Malice felt she had a duty, despite not... holding any kind of authoritative positions-technically. Besides, she needed to keep her lookstubs peeled due to suspicious activity. And a drone could have been the perfect ruse, could it not?
Hivestuck Malice questions who the drone is and who is their supervisor!
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Posted: Sat Dec 02, 2017 9:03 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 02, 2017 9:03 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 02, 2017 9:09 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 02, 2017 9:20 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 02, 2017 9:21 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 02, 2017 9:23 pm
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Quote: Garand Luceid Night: 5, Choice: D
It was a lot busier up here than Garand had expected, but then he supposed there had been a lot of ground crew present for the announcement. Nodding to any of the other trolls who had come up for a bird's eye view if they looked at him over long, he moved carefully towards the railing and peered out around the site. A few things caught his attention, but the one that kept it, for some reason, looked almost like a machine.
He turned to head back downstairs, rushed but not recklessly hurried.
Quote: Tzofia Ocelli Night: 5, Choice: E
Tzofia was more than thankful when the climb up the tower required slowing down, because she'd been about to have a hard time keeping up. Dancing was a good way to keep fit, but it wasn't that good on its own, was it? Not after they'd already been running around so much. Or maybe it was the height that was really getting to her, but she was trying very very hard not to think about that.
Whatever it was, the purpleblood paused at the top to catch her breath while the others ran to the rails to look about. Next thing she knew, Avvisi was speeding past her again, right back down those stairs. So soon? "W-wait!" Sure Philip and Kwelin were right behind, she took off after the reporter.
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Posted: Sat Dec 02, 2017 10:23 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 02, 2017 10:43 pm
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