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Apr. 15th, 2020 08:17 pm▶ Somewhere in Level 2, a Prismal gets angry at you for ruining their prized Duranduran dahlias. You didn't do it, but you certainly saw their child, a Sanguis Prismal, rampage across their garden earlier. They seemed to be hungry, like a wolf. Said child hides behind their mother, guilt-ridden. What do you do?
(Johanna has a soft spot for children. It's strange, considering she was put up against them to kill them. She never wanted to kill anyone. It's why she chose her scheme. It was why she hid until the others killed each other. She didn't want it to be too many that she had to kill. That she knew she had to kill.
So this kid-- she's hiding. Johanna looks at the dahlias and takes a few steps forward until she's standing in them.)
OH, these?
(stomp, stomp)
What are you going to do about it?
(She juts her chin forward and waits to hear an earful. When she passes the girl later, she'll narrow her eyes-- you owe me, kid!)
(Johanna has a soft spot for children. It's strange, considering she was put up against them to kill them. She never wanted to kill anyone. It's why she chose her scheme. It was why she hid until the others killed each other. She didn't want it to be too many that she had to kill. That she knew she had to kill.
So this kid-- she's hiding. Johanna looks at the dahlias and takes a few steps forward until she's standing in them.)
OH, these?
(stomp, stomp)
What are you going to do about it?
(She juts her chin forward and waits to hear an earful. When she passes the girl later, she'll narrow her eyes-- you owe me, kid!)
