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An irate comes storms through the dojo's doors shouting at the top of her lungs.
>THREE DAYS, THREE MONTHS, THREE HUNDRED YEARS, IT DON'T MATTER HOW LONG YA BAN ME FROM YER SHITTY CLUB CUZ I NEVER PLAN ON GOIN' BACK
>SINCE WHEN DOES ASKIN' QUESTIONS COUNT AS 'NEEDLESSLY ANTAGONIZING THE OTHER PATRONS'?!
>YA KNOW WOT? I JES' MIGHT TURN MY ASS RIGHT BACK AROUND AND KICK DOWN THE DAM DOORS CUZ I STILL GOT QUESTIONS AND YOU BASTARDS HAVE A HELLUVA LOT TA ANSWER FOR!!
Noire stops to catch her breath and suddenly becomes aware of the oppressive gloom that has settled over the dojo.
Strange, on any given day Noire's typically the most morose girl in the building, yet today she's a veritable beam of sunshine compared to the other trainees.
Even Paule, whose ebullient personality Noire found somewhat off putting, seemed sullen.
Sullen was perhaps not the right word, it was too mild.
Something truly awful had Paule in its grips and this realization causes Noire's heart to fall through the floor.
And then she caught a whiff of the noxious swamp air that permeated the facility.
>Jeez, it smells like an alligator's ass in here
>Lillith making mossed salad again?
