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[It is Easter, that much is obvious to Molotov.
You see, due to her wardrobe choices, Molotov has this very fun thing called Hot Lady Catsuit Storage Space. It means that she gets to carry pretty much unlimited amounts of cigarettes, ammo... pens. Whatever.
Well, today, the castle seems to have decided that HLCSS is a very, very good place to put a whole bunch of those stupid plastic eggs.
Molotov is not happy about it.
So she's out and about today, but every so often -- whether sitting in the lobby, or making coffee in the kitchen, or out on the grounds being bitchy and unapproachable -- she looks marginally uncomfortable, and then produces a plastic egg out of seemingly nowhere. Do you see this miracle of space and time? Do you dare approach a lady who keeps violently launching plastic eggs away from herself? WHAT DO YOU DO?]
(( OOC: SO OPEN! Tags might be slow until possibly late afternoon ♥ Happy Easter! ))
You see, due to her wardrobe choices, Molotov has this very fun thing called Hot Lady Catsuit Storage Space. It means that she gets to carry pretty much unlimited amounts of cigarettes, ammo... pens. Whatever.
Well, today, the castle seems to have decided that HLCSS is a very, very good place to put a whole bunch of those stupid plastic eggs.
Molotov is not happy about it.
So she's out and about today, but every so often -- whether sitting in the lobby, or making coffee in the kitchen, or out on the grounds being bitchy and unapproachable -- she looks marginally uncomfortable, and then produces a plastic egg out of seemingly nowhere. Do you see this miracle of space and time? Do you dare approach a lady who keeps violently launching plastic eggs away from herself? WHAT DO YOU DO?]
(( OOC: SO OPEN! Tags might be slow until possibly late afternoon ♥ Happy Easter! ))