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[velluminous]

Who: Mister Adair, Ms Fairplay, and you!
When: September 15
Where: At the bulletin board
What: A warning
Warnings: none

[ this morning, two Kin'uns are at the bulletin board, adding a new entry, and then simply loitering nearby.

Ms Fairplay, notably, has her arm in a sling. Mister Adair... fares better, with a few scratches upon his hands and face. both of them look... pecked. ]

There. [ says Ms Fairplay, of her clumsy signage. ]

Comments

[selfportraiture]

... You both tried to climb the outside of the school?

[?!?!?!]

[velluminous]

We did climb. Da. Is it so worse than exploring woods, or trying breaking into locked rooms?

[selfportraiture]

Uh, for what it's worth, I think all of those things are dangerous and reckless--

[SO NO, NOT WORSE.

JUST EQUALLY DUMB.]

[velluminous]

Hoh. And how does your wrist heal?

[ she's become very bitchy since her fall. copes well with neither pain nor embarrassment ]

[selfportraiture]

[Don't worry, Ena can match her bitchy for bitchy.]

Fine, now, but I'm still mad it happened. And I'm not getting dragged into things like this ever again.

[She says, before getting dragged into yet another thing like this.]

[velluminous]

Yes, you will.

[selfportraiture]

[... sulkily:]

And if I do, it's totally not my fault, for the record.

[velluminous]

Here. This is where you are wrong. [ she points at her with the worn-down nub of a pencil with which she wrote her memo. ] You are thinking of all this as faults and not-faults.