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[action] the Mansion

[Her plants have been rescued and are quite happy, aside from the lack of sunlight, so Vitalia has determined to take her exercise, or at least as much exercise as she can obtain from roaming the mansion and then possibly braving the storm for a few minutes. (She can't exactly go swimming, but in this level of rain, she can at least fulfill her body's needs of water.)

[Unfortunately, the mansion seems more interested in prolonging her walk than in remaining reliably laid out. This would be disconcerting on its own; the sourceless voices aren't really helping, either, and this is combining with an already on-edge state brought about from a loud storm and the destruction of her home.

[In short, Vitalia is a few steps away from becoming entirely hysterical.]

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[Reno's very good at moving quickly without making a sound, and thus, she's very good at looming up out of the darkness unexpectedly.

And this is precisely what she does, right in front of Vitalia.]

Hey, freak.

[The reward is a shriek, then cowering against the wall]

[Reno's amused by this shrieking and cowering, so she laughs, twirling her rod around in a fashion that is really just showboating. She hadn't thought much about Vitalia since their brief "electrifying" encounter at the lake, but she remembers her all right.]

Relax, Fishy. I ain't gonna hurt you. [True as that is (currently), that doesn't stop her from saying it in a menacing tone.]

[She does not seem to believe this assurance, continuing her cowering and shrinking back, saucereyed.] wh- what are you doing here?!

Place I was staying in got busted up by the storm. [She shrugs. She doesn't care much about that. Some fake buildings got rained on. Big deal.] Didn't feel like drowning, so I holed up here.

So, I guess you can walk. [She twirls her rod again, the electrical end of it swinging down near Vitalia's skirt.]

[She swishes her skirts away, still backing away.]

y- yes, of course...

please, I...

I couldn't tell before, what with all your fish-parts.

What's wrong with you? Scared of the dark?

a- are you merely here to terrorize me?

Huh? Why would I give a shit about you?

Told ya, my building got torn up.

th- then you ought to-

[Thunder! Lightning! A shriek! And suddenly there is a Vitalia cowering behind Reno rather than in front of her.]

[Uh, what.]

What are you, six years old? It's just a little storm.

[The answer is blubbering for a moment, before she pulls herself together enough for coherence]

i- i d-don't expect a... a thug l- like yourself t- to understand!

I ain't a thug, I'm a government employee. [Yet she doesn't sound too bothered; she's heard that before.]

It's obvious nothing's gonna happen to these buildings. [If this place is still standing when everything else got wrecked, she's sure the Queen means for them to hang out here.]

th- there is something inside!

Huh? What? [She doesn't know what this chick is talking about. Is she crazy?] Where?

[Wail!] I can't tell! I hear someone following me and whispering and I've been trying for hours to get to the exit and there's simply no way the dimensions could be laid out in this manner and now I must contend with your dreadful presence as well and all I want is to get out!!!

[aaaand it's back to blubbering and sobbing and generally being hysterical.]

Oh, that. That's just this house dicking with us. [She rolls her eyes, though she's a little flattered by the "dreadful presence" remark.] You're useless, you know that? I'll handle it.

[Reno flies from easy stillness into action, launching a kick at the wall so hard and fast, her foot drives a hole into it. She follows this up with a swing of her rod, knocking a dent in the wall.] You better fucking let us out, or I'm taking you apart brick by brick. [In spite of the fact that she's addressing a mansion, her tone is deadly serious.]

[Squeak!]

wh- what on earth-

[Reno stills again, outburst of violence ended as suddenly as it began.] Also, I've got a lighter, and I'm not afraid to use it.

[She glances at Vitalia, moving to walk away down the hall.] Come on, that should do it.

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...are you mad?!

No. You just don't get it. We're in a magic place where everything is stupid. So if a house is giving you shit, you give it shit right back. It's logical.

[She keeps going. She doesn't care that much about Vitalia's fate.]

[She's just gonna stare after Reno for a while. Possibly that woman's violent personality could come in handy after all!]

[When Reno reaches the stairs leading down, she shouts back at Vitalia--wherever she is now.]

I'm out!

[The resulting scramble is not at all graceful or quiet. And may involve her falling down the stairs a little.]

[Reno laughs scornfully.] Whoever made you needs to go back to the drawing board, Squid. [She also decided to change Vitalia's nickname, for now.]

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