☄ twelfth wing. ( voice. )

[tearsthesky]

Lotta people cleared out this last time. [There's an annoyed sigh. She's scratching the back of her head.] Maylene and Shalice, huh? Just my luck.

[Some tapping goes here. She addresses this to her students:] Listen up. Since our visitors seemed awful fond of the tried and true clubbing method, we'll be covering blunt weapons and their effective

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voice;

[tearsthesky]

[a snorted laugh.] Yeah, 'cause I'm a real Mental Magic sorta gal, Light.

Nah, she was a friend, is all. Don't get many of 'em.

[ private. ]

So how about it? You doin' poker night?

voice;

[tearsthesky]

My spear works just fine. I don't need anything else.

[ private. ]

Come on. You can't be a stick in the mud your whole life. Loosen up!

voice; private

[tearsthesky]

Yeah, stick in the mud, buzzkill, uptight, having a pathological aversion to fun...I can keep going.

Fine, fine. Already got a few suckers.

voice; private

[tearsthesky]

Good.

Dunno. You know how to play or not?

voice; private

[tearsthesky]

[with obnoxious good cheer:] Sucker it is, then.