Outside the Dorms, Late Saturday Morning
Jan. 23rd, 2010 12:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
icecoldfrostHank had a saying; what Emma wants, Emma gets. And what Emma wanted right now was her fencing sword, because being surprised in the shower by that... thing had not been pleasant.
From what she was picking up from the other residents, these things were everywhere. So off to the weapons locker it was, to get something sharp so that she didn't have to try and bludgeon the next one to death with her shampoo bottle.
And somewhere along the line she had acquired a Jack, who was being so very Victorian about this, and not letting her out of the dorms alone.
"I don't need a babysitter, you know. I know where the weapons lockers are."
[OOC: For the Victorian Terrier, plz.]
From what she was picking up from the other residents, these things were everywhere. So off to the weapons locker it was, to get something sharp so that she didn't have to try and bludgeon the next one to death with her shampoo bottle.
And somewhere along the line she had acquired a Jack, who was being so very Victorian about this, and not letting her out of the dorms alone.
"I don't need a babysitter, you know. I know where the weapons lockers are."
[OOC: For the Victorian Terrier, plz.]
