Detention, Depths of the Castle, Thursday

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Another beautiful day had begun in Fandom, not that anyone in detention would have noticed. The lack of sunlight, the pleasant sound of Umbridge's voice, and the slightly stale smell of breakfast were all important aspects to making every day in detention routine! Surely everyone knew that surprises were no fun.

Look, the week was half over already and no one had been taken out and killed so far. That had to count for something, right?

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Re: Visiting Hours [07/26]

[u-s-of-leda.livejournal.com]

Even Scent of Heather was having trouble with this line of attack.

For a brief moment, Florida came forward, growling at Karla, but Scent of Heather quickly regained control.

"Quite well actually." she said almost pleasantly. Aside from the occasional argument about who to, and who should, deal with certain circumstances. "Strength in numbers after all. I'm sure you people know all about that."

Re: Visiting Hours [07/26]

[poison-pretty.livejournal.com]

"Strength?" Karla laughed? "Strength? You're lucky when you can convince all three of you to run in the same direction! That's not strength, stupid girl--that's lunacy. There's a reason a ship has only one captain and a Territory one Queen. You look at yourselves and call yourselves strong, just like you look at those fools cowering in shadows and call them brave. You are done. You all are. And when you're finally too broken to keep going, I'll make a pair of gloves from your hide."

Re: Visiting Hours [07/26]

[u-s-of-leda.livejournal.com]

Scent of Heather yawned, and then smirked. "You know what I just found interesting? You speak as if you were a Queen. When in fact, you are Umbrage's slave. You are the one who has been broken, not I."