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[straightupzorra]

Characters: Santana
Setting: Library, Pool, Open Area, and Cathedral
Format: Starting action, will match
Summary: Various scenarios, Santana is around the tower
Warnings: ...Santana is a warning in herself

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Floor 3, sob

[spiritsup]

[Romeo was walking through the library when he found the girl screaming at the computer. He frowned, he was more wary around adults now then he had been before he went back to Milano, but he still didn't think that she should be shouting such things.]

They are bad words miss, and you're suposed to be quiet in the library! [His voice was quiet, and he was safely out of hitting or grabbing range, if she got angry he could run.]

[straightupzorra]

[She turns around in her seat and looks at the boy who interrupted her with an obviously annoyed look on her face] Look kid, I don't care where we are, if you want quiet then go to your room. I'm allowed to be pissed because I can't get and fucking internet here. I have a life that needs to be kept up with and being stuck in this tower still is really cutting it off.

[spiritsup]

[Romeo frowns, she wasn't being very nice, but also he didn't understand why she was upset] What's internet?

[straightupzorra]

Are you serious? What backwards place are you from where you don't know what the internet is?

[dualscars]

[so, santana. how do you feel 'bout those grown-up trolls.

the only reason he'd be here was due to it being a result of his many explorations of the tower-- obvious religious iconography aside, there wasn't a stone to be left unturned by him. and he really didn't have a problem with the desecration of objects considered 'holy' by others. maybe it'd snap them out of their stupidity. but then, that intelligence level (or lack thereof) would have to go pretty deep to believe in such fantastical nonsense in the first place.

her words don't go unheard, whatever the case.]

How foolish.

[and there'll be a crash of some-sort behind her as something potentially sacred if knocked over.]

[straightupzorra]

[Sadly these adult trolls are some of her least favorite people. She challenged Condesce and, well, got skewered. Since then she's pretty much been avoiding all of you.]

[Now Santana wasn't as religious as her family would have liked her to be. She believed in God and went to church from time to time, prayed occasionally but nothing too major. She was only here because it was somewhere she could go to feel closer to her grandmother, wherever she is, alive or not.]

Are you fucking serious? [she turns around to see who is breaking things in church and, goddammit, it's an older troll. Memory tells her to back down but Santana never was good at backing down] People are doing holy stuff in here, do you mind?

[dualscars]

[he fixates her with a stare that's far from friendly-- quite the opposite, actually. hostile, though not overly so, nor to the point where it looks like he's deliberating on attacking.

because he's not the grand highblood. words portraying aggression? he was used to it. maybe something else. he preferred to have a reason, at least, no matter how small. the smallest of sneers curl his lip as he studies her, violet gaze flicking low then back to meet her own. at least, she seemed human enough in his eyes-- that would already explain a few things.]

The better to rouse you from your stupidity.

[the troll arches a brow, then looks away from her. this table here? time to overturn it.]

[straightupzorra]

[guess who is angry] Don't you dare call my religion stupid! Don't you have anything that you believe in or a place that's special to you?