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[smurfingtonthethird]

"If it's so dull, then fuck off. Stop bullying those weaker than you, and go home."

[Projeck37]

((You, ah. Added an extra word there.
*PRE-EMPTIVELY STABS SELF BEFORE ANYONE CAN GET TO IT*))

(())

[SOLDIER First]

Oliver frowns to himself and stares at a point somewhere between Ghislaine and Marcus.

((I can't say; too busy bleeding out.

* Sentient Bowtie bleeds out.

))

[USEC_OFFICER]

Ghislaine snaps back, "I would if I could. You think I would willingly spend my time with stupid mortals like you? Honestly nothing would please me more than to leave you all to rot and return to Hell. But no. My parents were quite clear that nothing I could I say or do would shorten the time I will have to spend in this miserable little sore you call a school. So if I am to suffer in exile, I might as well torment you all to pass the time. It's that simple."

[PrivateNomad]

 _{"T-T-That isn't.. v-very nice..."} the quiet girl speaks up.

[smurfingtonthethird]

"Then know this: I'm fed up with your bratty shit. If you hurt any of my friends, scratch that, anyone at all, I'll hurt you equally in return."

[USEC_OFFICER]

"Well I'm not very nice. And it'll take a bigger threat than that to stop me. Pain is nothing to me. I shall beat your friends' skulls in and enjoy every minute of it. And there is nothing you can say or do to stop me. Got it?"

[SOLDIER First]

_{"If I was f-forced to spend a long time somewhere I d-didn't want to be with people I don't like or w-want to be around, I'd be pretty u-upset, too.."}

[Rolepgeek]

A woman walks up behind Ghislaine.

"No? Perhaps I can, then. Ms. Lavoie, I will be keeping an eye on you, and be in touch with your parents. Should you harm anyone at this school, I will inform them of your inappropriate behaviour, and allow them to devise an appropriate punishment. If this is not sufficient, I'm sure the school would be more than happy to think of one as well."

Her eyes were concealed by sunglasses, and she wore a black sundress, with a pistol on either hip and an assault rifle slung over her back. Her hair was pulled back in a sleek ponytail, trim and black like the rest of her.

[kj1225]

John is in class still? I don't really know now.

[USEC_OFFICER]

"How threatening. The most I'll receive is a slap on the wrist. From you and my parents. They don't care what I do here, and I can't consider anything you could make me do as punishment. So I call your bluff and tell you to keep your threats to yourself. Or for others who might be somewhat scared by them."

[PrivateNomad]

Ms. Gauldur walks in.
  "Noncooperation to the disciplinary procedures will result in dire consequences. You are a student and we are the teachers. You are here to learn, not to cause trouble. Are we clear, Ms. Ghislaine?"

[SOLDIER First]

Oliver's frown widens.

[smurfingtonthethird]

"I don't care. You hurt them, I hurt you. Very much so."

[USEC_OFFICER]

Ghislaine glares at Ms. Gauldur, and eventually responds. "Except I'm not here to learn. I'm here to be forgotten." Before anyone else can respond or stop her, she turns around and storms away from everyone else, heading quickly away from them as she can.

((Yay. Character development.))