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thefolder2013-10-31 11:56 pm
hellspawnedhero) wrote in thefolder2013-10-31 11:56 pm
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Who: Dante, Roze and Yu
What: A virus induced breakup turns ugly and an intervention is had.
When: A little while after this text.
Where: Room 309
Dante ordinarily had good control of his admittedly nasty temper, rarely losing his cool unless anger was truly warranted. Something like an abrupt breakup would upset him, yes, but he would respond with depression rather than rage. But thanks to the effects of the SCOPE virus, that wasn't the case this time.
His footsteps were loud and heavy as he made the short walk from his own door to Roze's, Coronamon pulling uselessly at the back of his coat and only succeeding in getting himself dragged along. A hard twist of the doorknob revealed the door to be locked and brought a low, bestial growl from his throat. She'd locked him out? Hah, like that would change anything.
Stalking back across the hall (and dragging his poor partner along behind him), she shifted his balance low and ran at the door. A harsh kick to the middle of it cracked the wood and sent the door falling down in two pieces, to be trampled on as Dante stalked inside.
"Hey, bitch! You got somethin' to say to me, ain't it polite to say it to my face?!"
What: A virus induced breakup turns ugly and an intervention is had.
When: A little while after this text.
Where: Room 309
Dante ordinarily had good control of his admittedly nasty temper, rarely losing his cool unless anger was truly warranted. Something like an abrupt breakup would upset him, yes, but he would respond with depression rather than rage. But thanks to the effects of the SCOPE virus, that wasn't the case this time.
His footsteps were loud and heavy as he made the short walk from his own door to Roze's, Coronamon pulling uselessly at the back of his coat and only succeeding in getting himself dragged along. A hard twist of the doorknob revealed the door to be locked and brought a low, bestial growl from his throat. She'd locked him out? Hah, like that would change anything.
Stalking back across the hall (and dragging his poor partner along behind him), she shifted his balance low and ran at the door. A harsh kick to the middle of it cracked the wood and sent the door falling down in two pieces, to be trampled on as Dante stalked inside.
"Hey, bitch! You got somethin' to say to me, ain't it polite to say it to my face?!"
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When the door came down in a rain of splinters and cursing, Roze did what most young women, though not usually herself, would do - she screamed and tumbled off the bed. Thumping onto the floor and raising her arms to cover her face in defense of herself, the pink-haired girls scooted back against her nightstand, peering through messy locks and shielding fingers.
"You haven't answered calls or anything, you haven't been in your room or answered your door, I couldn't find you..." she replied in a rush, her tone a mix of frightened and saddened, green eyes glittering with the threat of tears.
"It isn't like you care anyways...you only even asked because it was convenient..."
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Add in the crushed door and he was full on afraid for Roze's safety.
"Roze! Are you in there, are you okay?"