Sky stretched as she rose from her chair in the Melnik Warehouse, her eyes bloodshot from staring at decorations, renovations and paperwork over the past several days. Her neck popped as she craned it upwards towards the racket above her. Scottie and the workers were making good progress, it seemed. Sky slowly shuffled to ‘Cuffs, gave the regulars a silent nod and poured herself some hot cocoa.
As she sipped her cocoa she looked over the edge of her mug, narrowing her eyes slightly. Everyone was staring at her. Everyone. Sky quickly reached up and ran her fingers through her red hair. Sure, it was slightly awry, but when wasn’t it? She was halfway through her mug when she saw it on the wall….
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Sky instantly spat out all of the hot cocoa in her mouth, spewing it in front of her. She whirled around, sloshing the remains of her drink all over the floor. Like a madwoman, she waved and pointed her dripping mug at the words that littered the walls and floor. Sky could only sputter at first, “Who?! But why?! Do they not know?!”
Her face flushed deep crimson with anger, she launched her mug out of the open wall of the pub with a guttural, extremely unladylike sound. A splash sounded in the background as the mug hit the surface of the Vernian. Sky stumbled back over the stairs, catching her balance next to the trolley tracks. She leaned back and gave a piercing yell, “SCOTTIE!!!!!!”
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Scottie rounded the corner with a trowel in his hand, raised over his head in preparation for whatever had caused Sky to yell out. He skidded to a stop when he saw her, quickly surveying the scene. After the fact that no one was being murdered sank in, he noticed the graffiti.
“What the hell!?” Sky mutely pointed to each word painted on their walls, her hand shaking.
Scottie growled, “Someone’s going to pay…”
Wow… Sky has one hell of an arm, throwing a mug from Cuffs and making it to the water first try…. I do not want to be on the wrong end of a punch from her…
Smart man. Most learn the harder way.
*See comment further down.
The vandal has lovely penmanship though… perhaps some kind of graffito clockwork?
Perhaps this vandal does not know about the business end of Sky’s rapier…
Yes, Yes, Yes, Nigh-invulnerable Swishy Pokey Super Couple. Blah Blah Blah…
So where’s the book on who’s going to win this?