"Really, I'm doing you a favor! Think of how boring your days would be without me coming to visit like this!"
Marisa shouted over her shoulder as she fled towards the front door of the Scarlets' mansion. In response to her very reasonable point, a dozen knives appeared, jammed into the wall she'd just flown past. The vampire's maid was MAD today, and all because of a few lousy books. And maybe a broken vase. And then there was that time she took a bottle of wine home. And the lawnmower. And a bunch of other stuff. But the point was she was WAY overreacting. "I can see you're upset right now, so I'll just come back later when you're feeling better!"
She rounded a corner, flying low to the ground, and saw daylight! Safety! She just had to get past the useless gatekeeper now. Marisa shot out the front doors of the Mansion and rocketed through the beautifully managed front lawn...
...and then something silvery flickered beneath her, and her broom split in two along a clean cut through the handle. Surprised, Marisa lost her concentration and took a nasty tumble before skidding out the front gate and coming to a stop in a dazed heap. Oh look, it's Meiling. Hi Meiling.
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"Really, I'm doing you a favor! Think of how boring your days would be without me coming to visit like this!"
Marisa shouted over her shoulder as she fled towards the front door of the Scarlets' mansion. In response to her very reasonable point, a dozen knives appeared, jammed into the wall she'd just flown past. The vampire's maid was MAD today, and all because of a few lousy books. And maybe a broken vase. And then there was that time she took a bottle of wine home. And the lawnmower. And a bunch of other stuff. But the point was she was WAY overreacting. "I can see you're upset right now, so I'll just come back later when you're feeling better!"
She rounded a corner, flying low to the ground, and saw daylight! Safety! She just had to get past the useless gatekeeper now. Marisa shot out the front doors of the Mansion and rocketed through the beautifully managed front lawn...
...and then something silvery flickered beneath her, and her broom split in two along a clean cut through the handle. Surprised, Marisa lost her concentration and took a nasty tumble before skidding out the front gate and coming to a stop in a dazed heap. Oh look, it's Meiling. Hi Meiling.