Rowan Fitzgerald

-- Cash? {mumbling} Please tell me I'm sitting in hot pudding. @CascabelBite

-- down to push herself back up, freezing as her palm pushed into something warm and tacky, she swallowed hard, not daring to look down.} --

-- awkwardly on her butt with a wet splat. Wonderful.} Sorry! {huffing} Geez, I really am a frickin' hippopotamus. {Putting her hand --

-- right? {nodding} Okay. All we have to do is.. {Words trailing off in a shriek as she slipped through a puddle on the tile, landing --

-- klaxon fell silent, lifting a worried gaze to #Cash.} {uncertainly} Do you think that's a /good/ sign? {Red warning light casting an --

- eerie glow over the floor, she steeled herself, determined not to allow fear to stymie her.} {whispering} The infirmary's just ahead, -

I can handle this, Cash. I can. {Speed waddling @CascabelBite's side, a tight grip on the back of his uniform shirt, she squeaked as the -

-- If he sees you, if he tries anything, I'm gonna sit on his psycho ass. Boom! Squish! That's happening. @CascabelBite

-makes me so /mad/! {Huffing, she set the now empty juice box to the floor, hand to her stomach as she waddled to @CascabelBite's side.} --

--gave a sharp thrust upwards, a stream of cran-apple flying through the air as she mimed a punch.} Ooo! That kind of B.S. --@CascabelBite

-- Sounds like a real big man. If he were here, I'd... I'd... {sputtering} I'd give him a... {Waving her juice box, she -- @CascabelBite

-- glaring vehemently.} {whispering} Who /does/ that? Poking at a woman because she rejected his /brother/? Pfft, whatever. -- @CascabelBite

What a jerk! {Indignant, she pushed awkwardly to her feet, almost falling forward as she grabbed for @CascabelBite to steady herself, --

{just beams} It suits you! xitter.cf/CascabelBite/status/82…

#Charlie? #YoureGoingToNeedANickname. #MariachiOfMayhem? // #TheFinishLine ~ Pause

-- {pursing her lips} Who is that anyway? @CascabelBite

-- {Eyes widening, she furrowed her brow, confusion flickering across her face.} Half a million whats? /Dollars/? -- @CascabelBite

-- down at the radio.} If we hear the guards, maybe we can figure out where.. "... half a million... walk away." --@CascabelBite