[So, funny story? Rogue wasn't the only one with compulsions around here. A second or two after the girl had picked that thing up, there was short stuff walking right up and pricking her... damnit. Well, thankfully her own gloves had staved off any blood too. They were both lucky this time around, though she was frowning in irritation. Damn this place, that was supposed to do something, wasn't it?
Oh right, the girl with the white stripe'd said something hadn't she? Glancing over at her, she thought for a second, remembered what it is and smirked before nodding. Definitely one of those days.
The other question, though, got more of a frown and her tapping her lips. She wasn't quite sure what to answer or what 'this' meant. What, the spinning wheels? Those were new. Random bullshit? That was every day. Random bullshit recreating itself to find new targets? Hard to say, but probably often enough to be a thing.
She settled finally... on a very visible shrug. She wasn't quite sure.]
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Oh right, the girl with the white stripe'd said something hadn't she? Glancing over at her, she thought for a second, remembered what it is and smirked before nodding. Definitely one of those days.
The other question, though, got more of a frown and her tapping her lips. She wasn't quite sure what to answer or what 'this' meant. What, the spinning wheels? Those were new. Random bullshit? That was every day. Random bullshit recreating itself to find new targets? Hard to say, but probably often enough to be a thing.
She settled finally... on a very visible shrug. She wasn't quite sure.]