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EDGECOMBE, marietta c. (edgecombed) wrote in pandorarpg,

Marietta closed her eyes as the jumper hit her face, but she did nothing and let it fall to the floor. Slowly she opened them again, keeping her face calm as her brain kicked into overdrive. She was going to lose this. Or at least, she was going to lose this round, though to be honest this was the only thing that meant anything to bloke, so what else would she have left as leverage? She would have to actually hurt Adelle to get somewhere which wasn't something she was yet willing to do, not when she owed Zacharias for watching over Ginger when the Battle of Hogwarts had raged and she had not been there to watch her herself. Shite. This might have turned out easier if she had asked for Adelle's help in the matter, though she didn't want to scar the girl's image of her brother for whatever reason. Possibly the same reason that Ginger didn't find her quite as twisted as she really was either.

She huffed and crossed her arms. "You great prat." She felt a wave of nausea wash over her and swayed a bit on her feet. She wasn't sure if it was from the late night, the nightmares, the lack of sleep, or the fact that she was giving up her game. Probably a culmination of the lot of them. She really, really did not need to retch with him being there because it was the last thing she needed was for him to see her in that state but there was nothing she could do for it. She ran for loo then, barely making it to the toilet before she began throwing up anything she'd eaten the night before and groaned. This was not how this situation was supposed to go at all.