[ you know, rose really didn't expect to awake to the place on fire. it's really not her element. the heavy smoke in the air and heat combined with a stab wound to her left side make for quite the wake up call. stumblingly to standing, she tries to side-step the growing flames.
where's john egbert and his shitty wind powers when you actually need them, huh. ]
Wh-- Oh, fuck. All right, time to-- [ cough WHY IS THERE SO MUCH FIRE ] -- go, unless you like-- [ more coughing, cutting off any witty remarks.
instead of heading right for the door, rose grabs her notebook with pen and knitting needles from her sleeping place and heads toward where the bed is to make sure hitsugi at least is up and at 'em. guy and mitsutada are big boys who can handle themselves. no one probably taught rose lalonde fire safety tbh. ]
apartment #8
where's john egbert and his shitty wind powers when you actually need them, huh. ]
Wh-- Oh, fuck. All right, time to-- [ cough WHY IS THERE SO MUCH FIRE ] -- go, unless you like-- [ more coughing, cutting off any witty remarks.
instead of heading right for the door, rose grabs her notebook with pen and knitting needles from her sleeping place and heads toward where the bed is to make sure hitsugi at least is up and at 'em. guy and mitsutada are big boys who can handle themselves. no one probably taught rose lalonde fire safety tbh. ]