Room 505: Tuesday morning before classes

[thatsamilkshake]

Despite this being her day of classes, Francine was still finding it a relaxing one compared to last week. Besides, she didn't have class for another hour or so. She could totally hang out on her bed, read the interview with Gwen DeMarco in the latest issue of Starlog magazine and... playwiththedroidbaby Hush.

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[OOC: first thread is for she who knows who she is, but open after!]

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[bitchy_smurf]

"You amuse me; you may live," Illyria decided. She also decided to leave out the part where she wouldn't have killed the girl anyway. Purely because it was irrelevant. Yes. "But I require the child now."

[thatsamilkshake]

Sigh. She was not handing him.... it... over. Just in case. And not at all because she kind of didn't want to give him up yet. "How about a compromise. I'll walk you to class and carry him for you."

[bitchy_smurf]

This was bad how? It meant she didn't have to touch the thing. "Very well; your surrender terms are acceptable."

Illyria had a special way of pronouncing 'compromise.' She turned on her heel and stalked back towards the door. "Follow."

[thatsamilkshake]

"...Right." Bitch.

Illyria's head swung around like she was just about to spew pea soup on Francine.

Scary bitch.

"Following!"