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Dorm lobby, Saturday Afternoon

There were still all manner of dangerous creatures around the island, intent on hurting and maiming and, in some cases, eating those who usually inhabited this fair little town. So naturally, Isabelle had been out doing what she did best: hunting. And also seeing if any particularly dumb Fandomites needed help, but mostly hunting. She'd pretty much been born to stalk the streets in rune-marked black leather gear, killing monsters left and right.

But she still looked a bit paler than usual when she got back to the dorms. She'd exhausted the glow and power of her seraph blades, and her whip was covered in various kinds of monstrous gunk that was going to be annoying to wash off.

She flopped down on one of the couches in the lobby to inspect her weapons and her gear. She wouldn't admit it, but she really needed this situation to get resolved soon.

[ooc: Open lobby, open post.]

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"Need an axe?" Jessica asked. She wasn't even in costume when she got swarmed by a bunch of Vikings in town. If nothing else, the battle helped her fight off any lingering headache from last night. "I have a spare."

Isabelle looked up from inspecting the metallic whip coiled on her lap. Not that you could tell it was metallic right now, with all the blood and... whatever the otehr stuff was.

"Yeah, sure." She shrugged. "Could help in a pinch. Vikings?"

Jessica dropped the axe on the floor near Isabelle. "Yep. They seem fun. Know how to have a good time until you punch them too much." She shrugged.

"Mm, better than the harpies." A beat. "Or half the creatures that are out there right now. If I never see another pony monkey thing again, it'll be too soon."

"Have you tried riding one?" Jessica asked. "If you haven't, don't. It's a quick way to get across the island, but it's not worth it. At all."

"I can't say that the idea would have occurred to me."

Although the look Jessica was getting right now suggested that she was somehow not surprised someone in this room had apparently tried that.

"Being zapped across the island by one of the statues wasn't the best way to travel, either."

"Weird situations call for weird solutions," Jessica said. "This stuff really makes you miss the days when the rickshaws were useful, doesn't it? They don't really work with lava in the way."

Isabelle shifted the whip onto the floor at her feet before reaching to pick up the axe to give it a look.

"Well, this is Fandom," she said, "so adapting is key."

Yes, even with lava.

"You can adapt and still be wistful," Jessica said. "Like, I miss not having to feed dead Vikings to dinosaurs. I'll do it. But I'd rather have things quiet again."

"I'm sure it'll get quiet again soon enough." Although there wasn't really anything reassuring about her tone. 'Airy' was probably the best word for it.

Or 'battle fatigued', or something, but you really had to know her pretty well to spot that. "Until then, we keep our weapons ready. And, steal more of them from the people we're fighting. Apparently."

"I'm not much for melee weapons, but I figured somebody could use it," Jessica explained. "You're welcome for that, by the way."

"Thanks."

That was actually genuine. Cherish it, Jess, it didn't happen often.

"You have another preference?"

"I like something ranged if I can get my hands on it.," Jessica said. "But my specialty is good old fashioned punches and kicks. Why mess with a classic?"

"I prefer it as a last resort." Well, Shadowhunters had some prety extensive weapons training. "But it's far better than sitting around and doing nothing."

"Right? I wasn't even looking for a fight earlier. I was getting some coffee and boom, it falls in my lap," Jessica said. "At that point I pretty much had to fight the Vikings. It was that or let them rampage until a dinosaur ate them or something."

"Which might have been an okay plan under the circumtances," Isabelle had to note. "Also, by the Angel, any sentence about fighting Vikings instead of letting them get eaten by dinosaurs shouldn't make sense."

"An okay plan. Not the best plan. Too much rampaging. I don't want one of the less prepared people here getting stabbed because I let some Vikings run free," Jessica pointed out. Also, she wanted that fight. It felt good. "but you're right. I hate that this is even a conversation right now."

Yeah, Isabelle was covered in monster gunk because she'd wanted a fight, too. Several of them, in fact.

She sighed. "Well, from my knowledge of Fandom, it'll probably blow over soon. It's bound to."

"That would sound better if I hadn't been telling myself that for weeks," Jessica said.

She hadn't checked the friends list yet.

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