13 || Audio because you do NOT get to see her without proper make-up B|

[nailsareawesome]

Alright. This isn't funny!

Whoever broke in my window with a bunch of stupid bottles and WOKE ME UP is going to regret it!

[She was seething. Her fingernails drumming against the communicator angrily.] It's really LATE---...or early? Whatever.

[She can be heard grumbling as the communicator is turned off by being thrown against the wall.]

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[seekthebird]

Your shouting isn't helping. [grumblegrumble. Also his hair vaguely resembles a bird nest and has bits of string and stuff tangled into it. Brynhildr sits perched on his lamp innocently :V] I'll make some Warmer...

[And as he groggily gets up to collect his alchemy supplies, he notices here are... letters. All over the floor.] ...Where did these come from?

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[And almost instantly she starts to try and fix her own hair before rubbing her hands together. Dang snow. Dang cold. Dang letters.] Hmnn...they came crashing in the window...

[She stood and wrapped her blanket around herself.] C-Can I get you anything to help with that...warm stuff? [She sees what you did there Bryn.]

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[seekthebird]

[Oswald's scowl is looking worse than usual today. Best morning ever. He shoots the broken window a glare like it might fix itself out of terror.] We'll have to cover that, too.

Unless you want to handle the Turnies, no. [He leans over to grab his sword... and there's a small parchment beside it, so he picks that up, too. Wondering what the hell was so important it had to break through their window in the middle of the night, he takes a peek at it.]

..."You should have stayed in the Netherworld, I hope you rot there for the rest of your pitiful existence. A soulless murderer like you doesn't..."

[He trails off, staring at the letter silently.]

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...More of those things? [She made a face, but her expression changed when she heard the words from the letter...watching him cautiously.]

...Ossie...?

[Carefully she picked up one of the letters from the ground herself before opening it...] ... I...hadn't thought about this in forever... [Her hands gripped the letter tightly.]

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[seekthebird]

[He snaps out of it after Renee reads hers, crumpling his letter angrily.] What is the meaning of this?! Is this Wonderland's doing?

[He crushes the little paper ball in his hand for a moment, then tosses it at the ground forcefully, heading straight for the closet. Of course, he was looking to get some materials for a Warmer to try and lessen the shit of this morning, but before he can even look for a mandragora a wave of letters pours out from the open door, nearly knocking the knight off his feet.] What in--where are they coming from?!

[Also Bryn has a (insulting) note tied to her foot now. How that happened, the world may never know.

Oswald grabs another letter off the floor and skims it.] ...Who wrote all these...? [He growls, grabbing another one.]

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I don't know...but I'm going to skin them alive for this... [She threw her own letter in the trashcan before trying to shove the other letters back out the window before they could cause anymore harm. Of course that only resulted in letters falling out of the ceiling vents...

And leaving Renee even more cold than she had been a few moments ago.] Dammit...! I hope their hands fall off!

[The blonde wasn't going to admit it, but she was a little nervous about going back to sleep. 1. It was really cold now, and 2. the letters were still coming. What if they fell asleep and their room FLOODED WITH LETTERS as the froze to death? Great.]

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[seekthebird]

[Yeah, and Oswald sure is working hard on that Warmer he promised. There is a Turny chillin' in the corner, though, cleverly hidden under a pile of letters. Meanwhile, Oswald seems quite absorbed in his mail. A few of them have light burns on the edges.]

...how do they know all this... ...can't be from...

[He's also looking increasingly more distressed, and angry. If his eye is starting to smoke a little, he hasn't noticed yet.

Then he gets to one of those burnt-looking ones.]

...

I'll douse that arrogant flame! [And he promptly tears up the letter he had been reading, slashes his lamp in half (much to Brynhildr's despair), and gives the wall a few good, hard punches.]

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...!! Oswald! [She didn't know if it was better to grab him or let him break a hole in the wall...so she decided just to keep throwing those letters out the window. Especially the ones surrounding Oswald.

Renee also looked over to Brynhilder to make sure that the birdie was okay despite Oswald's fit of dark madness.]

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[seekthebird]

[Yeah, Bryn is just fine. She's gonna go perch on Renee's shoulder now, since Oswald is a lot less likely to cut her in half than a lamp.

As for Oswald, he throws his tantrum a little longer, leaving some long slashes in his wall-dent with a quick burst of his shadow form before finally tiring himself out. He stops to catch his breath, leaning against the wall.

...oh yeah whoops. Forgot you were in here, Renee. He scowls, straightening himself up.] Sorry.

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[Carefully the blond pets Brynnie, that bird was certainly a smart one. Renee's eyes were a little cautious regardless... the man with the string stuck in his hair was threatening.

Almost terrifying... she could see why he would get letters, but she also knew that he was nicer beyond that. Kinda. Things bothered him... Which was more than she could say for other people in the mansion.]

...It's okay. ...Do you want a drink? I can run down to the kitchen and get you something...

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[seekthebird]

No, I'm fine. It's nothing. [liesss. He knocks aside some more letters with his sword, cursing under his breath.] Where did that Turny go?

[He's also trying to pull out Bryn's nest that string while he searches, though his frustration is definitely showing.]

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If it's nothing...you wouldn't have pummeled the wall into oblivion...[And her eyes widened as she decided that climbing onto her bed was an AMAZING choice at that moment. ohgodohgodohgod the turny movesssss ;A;]

...T-There's a Turny in here!?

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[seekthebird]

It is nothing.

[...lolrenee. He's giving you a look now :|] It's a walking vegetable, it can't kill you.

[Finally spotting the damn thing hiding beside Renee's bed, he strides over and gives a good stab into its hiding spot. It squeals in horrible pain as Oswald lifts it up, skewered on the end of his Belderiver (along with some letters, but like hell he's looking at those now).]

I suppose we could burn there for heat. [He kicks over another pile, still holding that somewhat-alive mandragora. Flailing wildly and screaming, right in front of Renee.]

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[She stared at the Mandragora in front of her, pure horror in her eyes as Brynnie just chilled on her shoulder with the simple ':V' face. The bird cared less about the SCREAMING VEGETABLE than Renee did.

The blonde took a step back on her bed, distancing herself.] Y-Yeah...we could burn them... That thing too.

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[seekthebird]

[He pauses, possibly to admire Renee's expression of utmost horror, before walking back over to his desk. The Turny stopped screaming after he chopped it in half.]

...If you want to help, you can start with covering that window. 'Tis cold as Winterhorn Ridge in here. [And finally making that Warmer now, because his ragefit could only distracted him from the cold for a little while.]

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[And Renee is totally cool with covering the window up with her blanket and anything else she could find (like bottles and letters) to smash it closed, doing her best to cover all the cracks.] That's fine... [It took all her effort to keep her knees from shaking.]

Damn letters...they could've come in the morning so we don't have to try and sleep in this...