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...there is an imp in there, correct?
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Room 409, Satrurday Morning
Maladicta awoke to some human in her room and it still being daylight out. Ugh. This was going to be a bothersome day, she just knew it.
Next thing you knew, she'd have to deal with peasants. Peasants were gross and smelled horrible,
"Shoo," she said, giving the boy a poke in the arm. "I'm not hungry now." -
Room 409, Saturday Night
With no brother visiting him this semester, Faramir had been... in a mood. So, after watching Alexander preform at the beach, Maladicta picked up a movie to make the ranger watch until he was out of his funk.
Something about theft and arrows. She hadn't paid attention beyond that point ( Read more... ) -
Room 409, Monday Morning
For the second morning in a row Maladicta woke up to something clinging to her. She was beginning to feel like one of those unfortunate creatures from Four Ecks, to be perfectly honest ( Read more... ) -
Room 409, Wednesday Afternoon
Wednesday was a nice, relaxing day without any classes. This meant Maladicta was left with time on her hands. Which was a bad thing for a vampire. The ended up inventing more titles for themselves or starting a pin collection ( Read more... ) -
Room 409, Sunday Morning before the Picnic
One couldn't go to a picnic without a far too large thermos of coffee ready. Which would be why Maladicta was waiting with the patience of a cat* for it to finish brewing ( Read more... ) -
Room 409, Sunday Afternoon
Unaware of any tomfoolery with goblins and the like, Maladicta was in her room reading. Well, reading until she become bored with it and moved onto pondering one of the moving pictures she last watched with Alexander.
Ah, boredom. It made her miss Borogravia more than it really ought to.
Perhaps the war was back on...
[[Cracked door, open post -
Room 409, Saturday Afternoon
After very kindly depositing Faramir on the floor, Maladicta went back to her coffee pot. That poor machine might have been running non-stop since this week started.
Once she had a cup poured for herself, she took a seat on the bed to stare at the man.
Because that, as we all know, was so very helpful.
[[FOR THAT GUY]] -
Room 409, Thursday Evening
By the grace of every deity that may or may not exist here, Maladicta had managed to avoid having to deal with people. Except for showing up to a canceled class, but that had been quick enough to hardly even count.
So she was once again, back to her room. Contemplating simply gnawing on a bag of coffee beans to see if that helped.
Stupid hormones ( Read more... ) -
Stables, Thursday Night
Somewhere in the past, Maladicta had heard that horses enjoyed sugar. Somehow, this ended up with her attempting to give Faramir's horse some of the sugar packets from the Perk ( Read more... )