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[tabbytastic]

[it's taken her months of work... first getting the player, then scrounging around for batteries, and a long fruitless search for CDs in the city. Finally, after a genius piece of advice, she has everything she's been looking for.

Anyone with an open grimoire will get treated to this triumph in the middle of the night, in the form of some very loud... grating... music?]

Goddamn, this is better, isn't it? I've missed this so bad. [she's flipping through most songs before they're even halfway through. She doesn't have the patience to listen to whole songs right now--too wired, too excited with her new toy]

This place needs more music and less... fucked up shit. ...Seriously, what is it with dead people coming back to life around here? Is that the new 'thing' now?

[oh, actually, that gives her an idea. She switches to a new song and rocks out for a minute. Sorry to anyone who might have tried to shut their journal by now but lives on the second floor. She's sitting in the doorway of the room she never uses, CDs scattered all around her, music blasting into the hallway]

I mean, don't get me wrong. It can have its perks... [she gives one of those huhuhu laughs that usually follow dirty inside jokes. Hi, Gabe.] ...But it's mostly just fucking stupid.

...And, speaking of stupid, some bleeding heart should probably come check on the loser in 204. Don't think he wants me as a babysitter.

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[ruminant]

[ AAA WHY IS THIS HAPPENING ]

Um...excuse me, do you think that could wait until some other time?

[ex_contemns37]

[ Someone is knocking on your door, Tabby! ]

[tabbytastic]

[the fact that she opens that door is just coincidence--she can't hear him knocking over the music. She just happens to be heading back out into the hallway where she'd left some of her CDs, when she almost runs right into him in the doorway]

Oh-- hey! [toothy grin]

[tabbytastic]

[it's happening because it's awesome]

Nope. Can't.

[ex_contemns37]

[ Looking...slightly tired... ]

What are you doing?

[ruminant]

Well, it's just-- late, and some people are probably sleeping and the person you're talking about in 204 is probably still sick so he needs his rest too and, well, it'd be nice of you to stop.

[ He manages most of that in one breath. ]

[nurturing]

What is the matter with the person in 204?

[Healermage will daddy.]

[umbrare]

It's hard to hear you over all that noise, kid.

[tabbytastic]

That's pretty ballsy for someone who just got here, Sheepy.

[...not that she's actually going to stop or anything. And poor room number 204? It's right across the hall from her. Hopefully Adel likes alternative rock]

[tabbytastic]

Rockin' out.

[she thumbs over her shoulder toward the CD player]

Any requests?

[tabbytastic]

They were dead, and now they're not anymore, and they're really not taking it very well.

[ruminant]

[ There's something of a choked-off reply to that, before he sighs. ]

Elia. Keeping order was part of my job, back home.

[ Okay, so that's not really true, but he was a member of the group that kept order. ...as a medic. Close enough! ]

[tabbytastic]

--Kid?

[haha, best choice of words ever. It gets her annoyed attention over her music]

[ex_contemns37]

Silence.

[ That's a request, yes. ]

[tabbytastic]

Oh yeah? And making sure everybody had fun was my job. Funny how that works.

[--which is, of course, not true at all. But she likes how it sounds]

[umbrare]

[Excellent!]

Kid.

[ruminant]

It might be...ah, better, to make sure everyone has fun in the morning.

[tabbytastic]

Oh yeah, you're a huge stick in the mud. I remember now.

And no, sorry. I've been playing that one for months.

[tabbytastic]

Where the hell do you get off calling me 'kid?'

[tabbytastic]

Already told you. Can't.

It's now or never.

[ruminant]

Wh-- but why?

[ex_contemns37]

Preferring to sleep at a normal time does not make me...that.

[ What is that even supposed to mean it seriously makes no sense ]

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[umbrare]

It's an assumption.

[umbrare]

But really, get rid of that noise.

[tabbytastic]

I'm not around during the day.