Third Hit [Audio//English//Open Commentlog]
[There's a small surprised yelp from Mindy as the water hits her in the face. Followed by a growl. She was already in a bad mood...]
What the fuck, you jerkoffs? The rain stops so you gotta give me my own personal dose? Well fuck off, I don't want it. In fact, I don't want this stupid piece of shit at all. Fuck it, and fuck your boat. It can all go to hell. [There's a loud crack as the comm hits the wall of Mindy's room and if that didn't break it, it's immediately stabbed with a knife, causing static for a few seconds before the post ends.
Someone let herself into the Sergei's kitchen earlier in the day and "borrowed" a few knives, which are now on her utility belt.
Following this post, Mindy can be found at the buffet, poking at some chocolate pudding. Everything's the same "little girl" look about her, except the utility belt resting around her waist. Normally, this belt would belong with the Hit Girl costume that's stayed in Mindy's room for a majority of her stay, but a very strong bout of homesickness for New York and her daddy has enticed her to wear the article around. The knives she snatched from Sergei's are on the belt, secure in little pink loops.
By the time she arrived at the buffet, her anger had worn off to be replaced with a sort of pouting reservedness. The pudding doesn't even seem appetizing to her anymore...]
What the fuck, you jerkoffs? The rain stops so you gotta give me my own personal dose? Well fuck off, I don't want it. In fact, I don't want this stupid piece of shit at all. Fuck it, and fuck your boat. It can all go to hell. [There's a loud crack as the comm hits the wall of Mindy's room and if that didn't break it, it's immediately stabbed with a knife, causing static for a few seconds before the post ends.
Someone let herself into the Sergei's kitchen earlier in the day and "borrowed" a few knives, which are now on her utility belt.
Following this post, Mindy can be found at the buffet, poking at some chocolate pudding. Everything's the same "little girl" look about her, except the utility belt resting around her waist. Normally, this belt would belong with the Hit Girl costume that's stayed in Mindy's room for a majority of her stay, but a very strong bout of homesickness for New York and her daddy has enticed her to wear the article around. The knives she snatched from Sergei's are on the belt, secure in little pink loops.
By the time she arrived at the buffet, her anger had worn off to be replaced with a sort of pouting reservedness. The pudding doesn't even seem appetizing to her anymore...]