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[itsahotone]

[Santana is on a manhunt. She is stomping her way down the halls and larger rooms and will soon be heading outside in this thorough search.

She checked Kurt's room first, of course. She's not stupid. He wasn't there, which just meant the pain was delayed

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[sonhewanted]

[Meanwhile, Kurt was totally oblivious to any inevitable pain. He had snuck off to the kitchen to go and get himself a double bacon cheeseburger with everything on it for lunch, because this is totally food a real Kurt would enjoy. Obviously.

But anyway, he's on his way back, meandering down the hallway without any suspicion that someone is plotting his demise. ♥]

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[itsahotone]

[STOMP STOMP STOMP

The longer it takes to find him, the more pissed off she gets. OH LOOK, there he is!

STOMP STOMP STOMP RAWR]

Oh, there you are.

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[sonhewanted]

[Wow, she looks pissed. It couldn't possibly be at him though, since he's completely and totally innocent here. He gives a little wave.]

Yep! Here I am - were y'lookin' for me?

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[itsahotone]

Absolutely! [She smiles sweetly for all of two seconds before she's back to glaring, and when she gets close enough, she reaches out with both hands and shoves him.]

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[kch_kch]

[Miguel is just an innocent bystander in all this, which is actually something that doesn't happen all that often. Possibly Tulio's right about his lack of a little voice.

In any case, he's just heading back to his room when he spots Santana looking awfully peeved.]

Hola, Santana. Ah, something wrong?

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[itsahotone]

[She almost walks right by him, so enthralled in her own violent thoughts she is.]

What? Huh?

[kch_kch]

You seem a little rushed. I don't mean to keep you but if you're...looking for someone, perhaps I can help?

[itsahotone]

Okay, you seen a puny guy around here? Probably wearing flannel or overalls or both, and a baseball cap. Looking like a giant douche.

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[idkmybfftrash]

[So he's just wandering down the hall when he hears 'going to kill him' wizzing right past and, oh, violence, his favorite! And look, the uppity bitch from the event. He snorts, not being able to imagine that girl causing any actual damage to someone. He's just going to turn, hands in pockets, call after her.]

Wanna borrow a gun?

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[itsahotone]

[Oh hi there, Scar-ie McFeatherHead! She stops, then turns, arms crossed over her chest.]

I think it's better I use my bare hands, but thanks.

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[idkmybfftrash]

[A smirk.]

What're you gonna do, claw him to death? Pull his hair? Shin kicking, maybe?

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[itsahotone]

Okay, one-- [she holds up a finger.] --that would probably work on him, cause he's a freakin' wimp. And two, I was thinking more about punching him in the throat. That sounds like a nice, straightforward choice.

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[angel_junk]

[ Poor Santana. It's obvious that she is in a very bad mood.

Hey, do you know what always helps the narration get better when it's in a bad mood?

Large crocodiles.

So.

We hope we didn't give anything away, but guess what's waiting for you around the corner! ]

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[itsahotone]

[Oh god why do you do this I mean traaa la la, angry stomping.

And then comedic FLAILING AND LEAPING BACK IN MIDAIR.]

Shit fuck oh god!

[Yeah, that's basically all she has to say.]

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[angel_junk]

[ A simple good day would have done, but okay.

Amy lifts her head and exhales in greeting.

She is still bad at shaking hands.

Because she has none.

And such. ]

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[itsahotone]

Oh god please don't eat me.

[Do crocodiles move super fast when they're catching meals? Santana can't remember. WHY IS THIS HAPPENING?!?!]