#ausstarter

Theo was well aware of the rules. No smoking allowed inside the Cohorts. But honestly it’d been such a long day, and the door to the Cohort was so far away. Would it really kill anyone if he had a quick cig in the privacy of a random room he’d found off one of the hallways of the bunks? But midway through inhaling, someone came bursting into the room, making Theo jump slightly. “Oh my gods! A cigarette? How the fuck did that get there? Quick someone get this spawn of Satan away from my virgin hands!” He was under no illusions anyone would believe his antics. 

Tegan Ferdinand would usually pride herself on taking more tact in her job but that was when she was working with mortals for mortals. Odds were that most people in New Rome and the surrounding area knew who she was by now, especially since Demibuzz became a thing. Curiosity was always one of Tegan’s favorite things about herself so she just couldn’t help herself when she got this curious. So she walked right up behind someone and announced herself by launching into an introduction. "Hi there, I’m Tegan. You probably know me from Demibuzz. I was just wondering what you’re thinking about this whole mole business! Feel free to speak your mind, you’ll find no judgments from me!” A brilliant smile sealed the deal. She really deserved her own talk show one day.

     Marcellina made a small surprised noise at the back of her throat, immediately grabbing the arm of the person nearest to her. ❝ — I do not mean to alarm you but... I think that person just turned into a tree.❞

“Well, that post wasn’t really comforting, wasn’t it?”

It had been a while since Danny had picked up his guitar mostly due to business, partly due to a lack of inspiration. But he had woken up this morning – okay it was 1:42 in the afternoon, details – with the sudden urge to strum a few notes on his old trusty acoustic. He had never been able to write music indoors, something all his teachers hated him for, so he found himself sat on a patch of grass with his legs crossed and a tatty notebook resting on his knee. Ignoring all his own writings Danny picked at the strings as he sang, “Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair.”

Having just read the demibuzz article, Percy couldn’t help but despair. If this USB existed, who knew what else had gotten out. They couldn’t sit complacently anymore, they had to do something about the situation. Shifting, he turned and spoke. “Did you see the article?” he asked. 

The whole business going on at the moment was of no interest to Marlow. She didn’t care about what the people around her did unless it effected her directly. Since she had no plans of leaving New Rome soon anyway, it didn’t matter to her who did what. Nothing could ruin her day of laying out on the little patch of grass in front of her apartment building. That was until her sun was blocked by someone’s shadow. Sitting up and ripping the sunglasses off her face, she shot the offending person a wicked glare. "Excuse me but do you mind not breathing the same air as me?”

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