Maybe I just hate you

Name's Irma. I probably have better things to do than talk to you. Unless that something is homework. [Independent 2012 TMNT Irma RP blog]

[irmapunkenstein]

((Okay I need to stop procrastinating on uni things but if you want to rp with me message me.  I reserve the right to say no and if I take time to respond it's cause of uni or life or something.))

[irmapunkenstein]

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April watched a goon go flying over her head, Casey’s dorky-ass battle cry echoing around them. “Definitely not tutoring Jones,” she texted with a grimace. He’s doing fine on his own these days, April thought. The last of the Foot were giving up and melting into the night, scampering silently away like the faceless cogs they were. A good patrol, all in all.

"Just about done. Give me twenty minutes?" The boys could handle the rest of the sweep without her. Quiet nights were rare, and she was going to take advantage of it while she could.

[irmapunkenstein]

Phone lying in her lap she jolted up when it vibrated and read the message, giggling. "Good, I am sick of him hogging you lately. You need time to get your own homework done." She began. "Twenty minutes? Awesome, see you there!" She ran to her bed and found a near by purple hoodie, stuffing the phone in the pocket. She called to her parents "I'm going out!" Slamming the front door before they had a chance to reply.

[wellknowncrazy]

Just great, this wasn’t who Casey felt like running into at all while on his way to the detention hall. He had half a mind not to acknowledge her- but before he knew it the words were falling out of his mouth. "Oh great, it’s you. I swear if you’re detention monitor I’m skipping - I’ll just take the in-school suspension."

[irmapunkenstein]

Irma saw Casey as she walked down the hall but April wasn't here so she had no intent to talk to him, her hands gripped the pile of books to her chest. Then she heard him speak. She sighed, hand pushing up her glasses as she looked up at him before falling to her hip.  "Hi, how are you? Good thanks. How's April? Well I wish I knew but she's always running off with you." Free hand pointing accusingly at this chest. "Is it difficult for you to think of how to be polite with all those missing teeth?" She glared at him. "Unfortunately for you I am detention monitor and I don't like babysitting you any more than you like being babysat so let's just get this over with."  

[irmapunkenstein]

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[aprilontherooftops-blog-blog]

One of her boys had shouted for her, and April had jumped back into the fray, tessen flashing. She grunted as her phone jangled again, tripping a Foot directly into the range of Mikey’s chain and digging for it as she spun.

"Totally bored," she replied, one handed. She wove neatly out of the way of a set of shuriken flying in the general direction of her face. "I’ve got a thing I need to finish, but wanna hang in a bit? Mall, maybe?"

"Time and place!" someone - probably Leo - was shouting, and April hit send and crouched back into a defensive stance, braced against Raph’s carapace.

A girl has to have a social life, okay?

[irmapunkenstein]

Irma stared at her phone, casually pushing her glasses back up her nose as they threatened to fall. The phone vibrated again. "Please tell me thing you're finishing is the homework and not tutoring Casey." Irma typed quickly. "Mall sounds good. What time will you finish so I know when to meet you there?" Hitting send and she relaxed into the chair, head falling back to stare up at the ceiling while she waited for a reply.

[veganbadboy69-deactivated201410]

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[idlefolly]

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♫Now it’s three in the morning and I’m trying to change your mind, Left you multiple missed calls and to my message you reply:

"Why’d you only call me when you’re high? Hi, why’d you only call me when you’re high?♫

[irmapunkenstein]

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April was, at that moment, sort of indisposed. She attempted to duck into a graceful bow as a Foot lunged for her, but it wound up being more of a graceless dive to the ground. Fortunately, one Foot collided with another, and she managed to roll safely out of the way before they came crashing on top of her. Panting, she leaped for the tail of a fire escape, pulling herself out of the way of the fight.

Her phone was buzzing. Tossing sweat-soaked hair from her eyes, she dug it out of her pocket and scanned the messages. Irma! April’s face lit up. If she had ever needed some normalcy, now was the time.

"Not yet," she texted. "How bad is it? I’ve been kind of preoccupied."

A foolish Foot came darting into range, and April answered his approach with a boot to the head. Satisfied, she hit send.

[irmapunkenstein]

It was a few moments before the phone vibrated and played April's familiar tone. April always seemed to take longer to reply these days. At least it wasn't like the time April lost her phone. Yet somehow ended up with a new phone shaped like a turtle shell that she wouldn't explain. Irma was curious but respected April's privacy enough not to push the issue. Irma smirked reading over the message. "Nothing you can't handle." She began typing. "If you can focus on homework for more 5 minutes yet you always seem so distracted these days. Though we could be distracted together if you like. SO BORED." Hitting send.

[irmapunkenstein]

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Irma stared at the pile of homework, leaning on her arms crossed over the desk, her eyes drifted to her computer screen, then to her phone. She sighed, sat up, heard the chair roll back slightly and began typing a message without looking.  "Hey April, you done the homework?" She double checked her text before hitting send, if only because auto correct had lead to some weird conversations. Yet she was confident in her ability to type without looking. She smirked as the auto correct hadn't muddled her message. Hitting send and stared down at the phone lying in her palm. Waiting for a vibration or a ring.

[athousanddayyys]

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