paradisalost | fourteenth glamour

[ It sure does! Not that he couldn't duck it if he wanted to... maybe... okay, there's a good chance even if he tried it'd still hit him, but the point is he doesn't try. ]

Ow.

[ Leaning over to pick it up of the ground. ]

Sure. I mean who wants to do a pesky thing like read?

[Rolling onto her stomach and propping her chin in her hands to look at him]

I know, right? God.

Or better yet, a way to take those giant walls of text and condense it down into the important stuff. Because you know half the time it could be said in like, two or three sentences.

"Shit hit the fan. Rally the troops."

As long as they tell me what kind of shit it is I have to look out for I'm not really complaining.

Yeah, that too.

[Waves a hand at the journal] Speaking of which, anything disastrous approaching? Go ahead and call me lazy but I haven't really been keeping up with it lately.

Uhhh... New guy. Some girl talking about how old she is and her friend that left.

[ Shifting the journal so he's only holding it in one hand and doing quotations with the other ]

"Dammit", and that's literally it. Oh wait, sorry "God damn" too. A girl that was apparently a cat.

And-- Oh... yikes. Something about a funeral for the victims of that Riful woman.

[Mentally she's thinking "Boring, boring, boring--"

And then she perks up a bit. Funeral?]

Riful's the creepy tentacle chick, right? What's she doing now?

Never met her, but yeah I think that's the one. ... It sounds like she killed a guy named Arthur and some people in a farmhouse.

[ A beat ]

Woah... and the bodies aren't disappearing like they normally do either.

[ Scanning a few more lines, and stopping to listen for a minute since the post was originally dictated. Voice sounds familiar, but he won't say that to Nancy. ]

With as many of us here that are running around with superpowers, how has no one managed to nail her down yet?

[Shrugs]

I don't know. Isn't that a job for the Peace Crusade or whatever? Don't you superheroes ever have pow wows about what to do when villainy strikes?

[Scooting closer to him]

So that's it? Just some murders?

If we do, I've never been invited. Not like I was back home either.

[ flipping through the journal a bit. ]

Besides the fact that apparently none of her victims have come back, only big thing that I see here, yeah.

Is she killing them out in the dead zone? Seems like an awful lot of work. What the hell is she even after, anyway.

[Idly picking lint off of the bedspread]

Did us castle folk rile her up or something?

I wish I knew... It's not like you can really get anything here anyways. Taking over would be pretty pointless.

[ Shrug, and closing the journal. Fuck, he should have seen this sooner. As in before it happened. ]

Well shit. Guess I shouldn't avoid the journal so much anymore.

[Reaching a hand out and rubbing his shoulder.]

Maybe they just pissed her off and there's nothing to really worry about. Well, okay that came out fucked up. I mean, maybe it was just those few on her bad side.

Doesn't matter even if it was just them, this shouldn't have happened to anyone.

Well yeah, but better a handful than the entire fucking castle, right?

[Surely it won't come to that!]

Better if it was no one at all.