Jun 5, 2015
She's laughing, now. Stupid frog, that's why you don't talk shit about dangerous women when they're within earshot.
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She's laughing, now. Stupid frog, that's why you don't talk shit about dangerous women when they're within earshot.
The quiet sounds of emptying a tortured stomach came from just behind the main building where a many-layered man held his mask and purged the poison from his body. For eating toxic waste and holding it in for a good five or ten minutes, he was doing very well because of his ridiculously high constitution.
Straightening up, he wiped a little blood and vomit from his burning lips before replacing the Venetian party mask. He needed to monitor the students again...
“If you get drunk, that’s a violation of student rules. Keep that in mind drinking your water bottle next time.”
Snatching the drink up, he sent the child off with a swift smack using the flat of his sword. Good thing that one will find more to drink. Learn their lesson by the end of the night about inebriated reaction time. With a straight face, he took a gulp of the ‘water’.
“Ahh... Is this a real carnival?”
“Enjoy as much as you’d like.”
Bianchi spoke in a smooth, welcoming voice as she laid out platters of food atop a long table. Each plate seemed to ooze a suspicious liquid, house several large bugs, or create a strange, purple fume. Despite appearances, these foods probably won’t kill you. Who could resist such an expectant, somewhat intimidating face, anyway?