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Karakoe Night (Open to ALL Mansion Folk and Ryan Grimm)
After all the chaos that had gone down, Alisa was happy to offer to do something fun with the students at the school (as well as Ryan if he was able to come with her). Karakoe Night in Westchester! She had rented a limo to handle more than ten people, should there be any extras who wanted to come along. For now, she was at the front of the school, checking to see who wanted to come along.
Of course Rachel did put down some ground rules for this trip: No bars, no alcohol, and everyone gets back before curfew. These were ground rules Alisa could live with and agreed with. After-all, she wanted to prove she was responsible and could handle a bunch of teenagers... as well as have fun.
"Okay, kids! Let's pack it up! Limo is gonna be arrivin' soon! Remember, no weapons, no powers, no alcohol, an' no whinnin' ! Dis is supposed to be a good, clean, fun time!" She smiled as she tried to get some of the students attention. "If you are comin' along wit' , please sign dis sheet for Mrs. Ramsey!"
Of course Rachel did put down some ground rules for this trip: No bars, no alcohol, and everyone gets back before curfew. These were ground rules Alisa could live with and agreed with. After-all, she wanted to prove she was responsible and could handle a bunch of teenagers... as well as have fun.
"Okay, kids! Let's pack it up! Limo is gonna be arrivin' soon! Remember, no weapons, no powers, no alcohol, an' no whinnin' ! Dis is supposed to be a good, clean, fun time!" She smiled as she tried to get some of the students attention. "If you are comin' along wit' , please sign dis sheet for Mrs. Ramsey!"
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"No alcohol?" she asked as she approached. She wore a flannel t-shirt, jeans, and steel-toed boots, along with a cowboy hat. "Ya gotta be kiddin' me."
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"Chere, dis isn' Canada, Rose. You ain' old enough to drink in de United States. An' even if you could, Mrs. Ramsey would 'ave my 'ead on a pike outside o' de school... or jus' melt my mind to mush. Whichever came first." She shook her head. "Look, if you are unhappy wit' de rules, den don' come. What can I say? No one is forcin' you to come on dis trip, as it is a recreation trip."
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She'd ignore the supply and demand bit for now. Maybe ask Professor Drake to explain it better.
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"I got a fake id. It's worked so far."
She put on a scowl, then smiled slightly. "Eh, what the heck."
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This was coming from a former thug. God, it felt so unnatural to say these things. But they needed to be said and rules needed to be followed.
"Please sign de sheet dat you are goin', Rose." She handed over the clipboard for her signature.
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"Yer awfully uptight fer a supposed ex-bad guy," she teased.
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"Besides, kinda like the group I'm with, would hate to have them gunning for me."
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"Okay, is everyone comfortable? We should be leavin' soon. I don' know who else will show up. So if dis is it, we'll make de best o' it."
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Alisa slipped out of the limo to hurry back into the school and drop off the signatures for everyone going on the trip to Rachel's office. She then rushed back to the limo and alerted the driver they were ready to go.
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"So ya've gone borin', is what yer sayin'."
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Her eyes looked over to Bobbi, noticing she was drawing a sketch. That made her smile more, but she said nothing, as she did not want to interrupt her artistic process.
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"I don' LIKE usin' guns t'ough. Very impersonal, an' takes out my enemies too quick. I need to be able to draw enough rage from my foes in order to remain somewhat invulnerable to dere attacks. But sometimes, you don' gotta choice in de matter."
Her smiled faded and she looked a bit solemn. "I hate killin' , Rose. I've only done so t'ree times in my life. First time was when I discovered my powers, de other two were durin' a raid dat went bad. If I didn' shoot, I was gonna die. An' I didn' wanna die."
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Not enough for her to start trusting the woman, but hey, at least she seemed honest about some things.
"Not that," she said. "I wanna hear about the street fights."
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