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Vas Captio Mods ([info]vas_captio_mod) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-08-08 21:48:00

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Entry tags:!complete, day 18, dean winchester, location: library, open

Management Thread: 8:00AM, Library
Who: The Management and OTA
What: Survey collection and funtimes
Where: The Library
When: 8:00AM
Rating: Well, that would depend on who shows up


Cracking his knuckles, the Management approached the building affectionately known as the library. He'd always had a fondness for books, what they stood for, the collection of facts contained therein.

He breathed in the musty smell, happy. Content. It was a good day to be him.

The Management looked up, seeing the sun rising above.

Check your watches, kiddies, the Management is here and they're here to stay.



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[info]ex_darkchyld899
2009-08-12 03:44 pm UTC (link)
Illyana stalked up to the library, trying to keep her temper reigned in, at least for now. The survey was a joke, she was sure, but she'd figured out by now that she had to at least play along. After all, it would get her at least a little bit of one-on-one time with the people in charge. And she wanted to talk to them about what they'd done to her.

She'd chosen the library over the carnival for the sole reason that the library at least still had parts of its roof intact, whereas the carnival was completely open to the elements. The rain wasn't that big a deal, yet, but she didn't want her journal to get too wet. She took the steps two at a time and hurried inside, taking a deep breath just before she crossed the threshold. She was a New Mutant, dammit. She could keep her temper for five minutes. There were still a few trees she hadn't blasted, after all, for when she was done.

Spying the man in the suit, she squared her shoulders and walked over to him, forcing herself to not lunge at him and attempt to rip out his throat. Part of her dearly wanted to. Instead, she smiled, cold and polite. "You're brave, coming down here," she said, the smile widening just slightly. She held her journal out for the man to take.

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