@ThatBackgroundSlytherin
(Yo wanna join my RP with my character Marzia?)
(Yo wanna join my RP with my character Marzia?)
(Sure I’ll check it out. :p)
(Ready to RP?)
(Yees.)
Tyson blinked. The room started spinning. "What…did you do?"
(NATHANIEL I SWEAR-)
Lucille continued cleaning up the soldier as she quietly hummed a Hamilton song.
(Wow she is relatable)
Nathaniel smirked. "You'll be fine, wimp."
Tyson took a deep breath. "Well it doesn't feel like it."
Lucille… does stuff.
(Eloquent)
The room was still spinning. No, stop it. Tyson felt sick.
Nathaniel glanced at Lucille. She hadn't noticed yet.
Lucille felt a terrible feeling at her chest, but she ignored it.
(I swEAR NATHANIEL MELASI ORACK.)
(THAT'S A NICE NAME)
Tyson grunted. A sharp wringing filled his ears. "WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?"
Lucille turned around sharply, a scalpel in her hand from pure coincidence.
Nathaniel looked up. "He's hallucinating."
(5 MINUTES)
(NU)
“And why would he be hallucinating?” Lucille asked sweetly, gripping the scalpel tighter.
Nathaniel blinked. "Because he's losing a ton of blood."
(NOW IS HE REALLY)
Tyson clutched at his head. "Help…"
“He’s lost less than a liter of blood, there are no hallucinations when losing less than a liter of blood. I am a human, not an idiot.” Lucille glared.
Nathaniel's facade of false confidence slipped for a moment. He cleared his throat. "I gave him a numbing shot. He's just having a bad reaction."
“I told you, I’m not an idiot. Hallucination is not a side effect. If you’re going to lie, be smarter.”
Nathaniel grunted. "Fine. I gave him a drug. He's hallucinating vividly and will continue to do so for quite some time. He'll also have a pounding headache afterwards."
(I gtg ;-;)
(Nuuuu, cya!)
Lucille smiled sweetly, “Now why would you do that?”
(Mornin)
(Good afternoon.)
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