arsenicmauls (
arsenicmauls) wrote in
fandomhighdorms2013-04-27 07:35 am
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The Salle, Saturday Morning
Roxie didn't know where she was, and she was pissed.
Though to be fair, that sentence implied causation, and that wasn't quite the truth: Roxie was almost always pissed, and, on this particular instance today, she did not know where she was. But really, the two were only vaguely connected.
So she explored. Whatever the reason that she was here, she could more than handle herself once she found out who was responsible -- she'd just beat them up within an inch of their pathetic life. So she wasn't worried or alarmed as she found her way down to a room full of exercise equipment and training dummies. She just saw it as an opportunity to decimate every single training dummy in the room until the floor was a mess of stuffing and and... whatever you called the outside part of a dummy.
That was her project for the morning. Roxie was a pretty productive gal.
[[second verse, same as the first: leaving at 9, SP most of the day, but i love SP lots, so go for it! open salle.]]
Though to be fair, that sentence implied causation, and that wasn't quite the truth: Roxie was almost always pissed, and, on this particular instance today, she did not know where she was. But really, the two were only vaguely connected.
So she explored. Whatever the reason that she was here, she could more than handle herself once she found out who was responsible -- she'd just beat them up within an inch of their pathetic life. So she wasn't worried or alarmed as she found her way down to a room full of exercise equipment and training dummies. She just saw it as an opportunity to decimate every single training dummy in the room until the floor was a mess of stuffing and and... whatever you called the outside part of a dummy.
That was her project for the morning. Roxie was a pretty productive gal.
[[second verse, same as the first: leaving at 9, SP most of the day, but i love SP lots, so go for it! open salle.]]
