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[ From what can be seen on by the camera, there is a little girl that some might recognize as being recently here. Black shirt and pants, turquoise libra on the chest, black hair, greyish skin, and red-tinted shades. Tereziis standing in front of a disused building. Some may recognize it as the defunct Justice & Co. law office, even if they don't see the sign that is covered in drool.
If it was possible to look elated and infuriated all at once, Terezi was one to do just that. She was back in this place, which was just as well. But this, what she was witnessing, was bullshit. ] What is this travesty?
[ She points at the window with her cane. ] Why are these doors locked?
[ Then she points at the door. ] How can the lights be off? [ At least, she presumed, because she didn't smell anyone around. She folds up the cane into its pieces and sets it on the ground before rising from her crouch. ]
Who's responsible for this?! As a future Legislacerator, I'm insulted!
The doors to justice-- [ Terezi gripped her chain in both hands, heaving it as she continued. ] -- must always be -- [ Then, with all her strength and the additional weight from the restraint, slammed through the door with a M1GHTY CR4SH! ] --OPEN!
[ If anyone needs her, she'll be going inside to scope the place out. ]