#umbral--ultimatum

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It’s not like I’m Smoking or Anything, B-Baka

Meenah wasn’t one for being particularly predictable, but there were a few things people honest expected from her that she often did - smoking cigarettes and weed being a few of these things. Trying to find herself a place to toke in peace actually came as quite difficult at the Crocker Institution, unlike her previous school where you could basically toke it with the teachers. It was annoying, and the Peixes clone was walking down the halls of the main building slowy, eyes surveying the rooms to find a desolate one she could light up in freely.

Knocking on a door on the second floor, there was no response from the dim room. Slowly checking to see if anyone was around, the young Peixes crouched down to be face level with the locked door, pulling her lock picking kit out of her bag as she worked on opening the door with precision only a would-be felon would possess. The door finally making a telltale click, Meenah turned the knob and let herself in, keeping the door ajar lightly just in case she needed to make a quick breakaway and couldn’t risk jumping out the window. Well, she could always jump out the window - the second story drop being nothing for someone created to withstand events such as getting struck by large motor vehicles - but it was kind of a dead giveaway she wasn’t a naturally created human when she did things like that. Technicalities like that really did suck, because what was the fun of being a perfectly made human clone specimen if you can’t even be a showy asshole about it.

Looking around the dim room and exhaling with a grin, the clone didn’t even risk turning on the lights as she pulled a shitty plastic chair from one of the tables and propped it up near the window, opening the screen a crack while pulling the few pre-rolled joints she had out of a smaller bag. Setting the bag on the window sill, she pinched one blunt between her teeth as she lit the end, rancid smoke billowing out from one end as she took a quick test puff, eyes closing as she enjoyed the familiar sensation of every tightly corded muscle in her body starting to gradually relax. She’d been sitting there for at least twenty minutes enjoying her alone time - just a little too focused on her task to be observant with her surroundings - when the lights suddenly were flicked on, Meenah flying to sweep everything she had out back into her bag as she stood up fast enough to knock her chair back, wide eyes gazing at the intruder as she pulled her half-finished blunt from her lips and tucked it behind her back in case she needed to quickly throw it out the window. Fucking shit, Peixes.

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Fr4t3rn1z1ng

It had been a long day due to the unusual dual cases reviewed instead of the usual single. Both were about serious offenses of stabbing another student or pulling the fire alarm when footage showed it was a student in a black hoodie and nothing else. Even she was exhausted and she was only really debating with herself. So when she thought everyone had left the court room, she floated to the judge stand where she had hidden something that she needed more than anything right now. Like the true phantom of the court house she was, she slid her hands along the bottom of the shelf until she could feel the secret pull-chord that allowed the base to be pulled out as a second shelf. Inside was a familiar boom box that she pulled out and dragged over to the defendant's desk. She slammed it down and pressed track three just as she relaxed back in her chair. Her ankles crossed on the desk as the music started and she couldn't help but move her head side to side with the initial beat.

"You put the boom-boom into my hearrrrrt~ You send my soul sky high when your loving starrrrts~ The jitterbug into my brain and goes bang bang bang until my feet start doin' the same~!"

She suddenly jumped up to her feet and smiled down at Lemonsnout as she tapped her shoulders. Her dog followed the command and jumped up on his hind legs so his forelegs were resting against her shoulders. She couldn't help but laugh and dance with her dog to the music, singing along with it at times.