AND I’M BORDERLINE BAD | OPEN, INTRODUCTION?

“[color=black]You people really can’t ever have a normal week, huh?” Maybe if she mixed sedative into all the water sources around here they could all just relax. The Halo’s bag jangled as she drew just near enough to assess new eyes, voice, name, mannerism - shit’s fucked. Whatever. Maybe this would be interesting. Margaery died, came back, and now she was gone again. Suiteheart’s going to have a conniption. And she’d be justified for it, in Radeken’s opinion. This was a lot.

“[color=black]Well. Welcome to the Ascendants, Genevieve. I guess.” It felt as though nearly everyone around her was at least eight other people and that make Rad uneasy. How did they live like that? Radeken had a hard enough time sharing a bed, she couldn’t imagine having to share her body with something else. She watched ‘Genevieve’ carefully, half wishing that this was some sort of prank. Much more fun. Nobody who said things like that was good to have around in the longterm, probably. Fortunately Radeken could just hide out in her room mixing and mashing like usual until the crazy blew over, so ultimately, this wasn’t the biggest deal. Maybe something to keep an eye on, though, for entertainment purposes.