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[RangerCado]

"No..." Mimu shuts her eyes and curls up slightly. A small tiny part of this was a bit selfish in that Mimu felt like being babied a bit by a friend, but it still hurt... a lot.

[Kansa]

Fuschia finally gave up on trying to escape from Marcus' grip, she just glared up at him.
"I will beat her." she then snapped her glare over towards Ms. Gauldur "What sort of dire consequences?"

[PrivateNomad]

 "Does suspension sound like an appropriate punishment? I'm sure the Headmaster will figure something out when you go to his office."

[Kansa]

Fuschia began to laugh,
"And why would I care about that? I'm only here in the first place because you guys won't let me leave"

[SOLDIER First]

Oliver dicks about in the water, hopefully with Yltra.

[PrivateNomad]

 "Very well."
She brings her ID up and begins typing on it. Fuchsia would find that she just got a week of detention afterschool with Ms. Gauldur.

[Kansa]

Fuschia glared at the teacher.

[PrivateNomad]

 "Don't think that you will be taking up my time, because you won't. I can make it two hours a day if you so wish."

[Kansa]

Fuschia remained silent, she just continued to glare at her.

[kj1225]

Kyle walks over to Ms. Gauldur.

[PrivateNomad]

Ms. Gauldur looks at Kyle and raises an eyebrow.

[kj1225]

He hand her a flaower and an apple. He somehow always does that when he sees her. It's kind of wierd.

[USEC_OFFICER]

Ghislaine seems to have been underwater for a rather long time. Thankfully(?) she seems to be okay, as after a while she walks out of the ocean, grumbling about her manacles. Her hair is a wiggling mass of tentacles as it dries itself while she walks back to the group with a sneer on her face. "This changes absolutely nothing you know. We'll just keep fighting until Fuschia is dead. She is too muleheaded to stop and I enjoy this far too much to let her win."

[PrivateNomad]

Just as she has always done, Ms. Gauldur gives him a small smile and mutters a half-hearted thank you.

[Kansa]

Fuschia's fists clenched as she saw the demon rise up out of the ocean, her anger flared again as she tried to pull out of Marcus' grip.