Room 214, Wednesday Evening

[hotmugofstfu]

The closet of his room hadn't actually seemed that big when you considered how half of it was taken up by Medusa's clothing somehow. So, how he ended up in there while giving Lockjaw a scratch behind the ear was something of a surprise

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[nohaircutsplz]

When Lockjaw showed up acting all excited, the best thing to do was generally go with him.

Of course, usually he didn't teleport one into...what, what was this? A closet? And there...seemed to be someone in the closet with her. "Hello?"

[hotmugofstfu]

Before he could grab the dog, he was gone again. Probably on the trail of a squirrel or something else fun to chase.

Blackagar held out his hand to find her, not really able to communicate with how dark it was.

[nohaircutsplz]

And now the person in the closet with her was touching her arm. However, before she completely freaked out and killed them with her hair, she realized who else might have fallen for Lockjaw's antics. "Blackagar? Is that you?"

If it wasn't, she was totally killing them with her hair and claiming self-defense later.

[hotmugofstfu]

The silence in response should have been the most telling part of his answer. Because, c'mon. Really.