(( OOC: Second verse, same as the first. For the duration of this event, anyone who knew Alex has forgotten he exists, unless we've arranged otherwise/you
want to arrange otherwise.))[ The narration won't make excuses for Alex. He goes to find the plasmids in room 71, floor 09
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Thrilling as that may have been otherwise, the defeat that precedes it and the weakness that still remains are not putting her in the best of moods.
The moment she hears the bangs she really doesn't care that she will have walked past the door in a few moments, all she wants is to express her anger somehow and this seems as good an opportunity as any. ]
Shut the hell up!
[ She gives the door a good kick, but all that does in her current state is send pain through her freshly healed foot. ]
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He's barely aware of what he looks like. He's grinning. It's more like a sated smirk. ]
Got a problem?
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[ She takes a step back for the sole reason of getting a better view of the human trainwreck before her. ]
That is disgusting.
[ Perhaps that really wasn't meant to be said out loud. Perhaps it really, really was. ]
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You've never tried it.
[ That much is obvious. ]
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He knows he should go, now, but he's still human enough that curiosity locks his feet in place, and his eyes turn toward the door.]
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"I won't go wandering about after! I won't!"
[ Then the sigh of him luxuriously stretching, which becomes a guttering laugh; then he calls out to - you know what, I don't have a bloody clue who he's calling out to. ]
I have no sense of... of... of fun, do I?
[ And he starts to open the door. ]
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Or peeks out of it, from completely the wrong angle, holding his glasses to his face with one hand. That Electrobolt glow is hard to miss. ]
Someone brought mood lighting!
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