lights out!

[velveteened]

Date & Time: 4/20, all day
Location: the apartments!
Characters: everyone, tag yourselves in!
Summary: as detailed here, the power will be out from early morning to midnight this night.
Warnings: PROBABLY NOT? will update if need be.

[ catch-all log for blackout shenanigans! ]

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[tragicomedienne]

[Nanami would never admit to doing anything that provoked a slap, but this one takes her so completely by surprise that she can hardly process it.

She holds one hand to her cheek, reddened and stinging, feeling hot an embarrassed..]

What's your problem...? [She says it very quietly.]

[perfectionisms]

[ First of all, Franziska has no problems ever because that would imply that she's maladjusted and perfect people can't be maladjusted. And she's perfect because someone in this family has to. So no, she can't have a deep and personal reason that would provoke her to hit someone else.

It's all Nanami's fault. ]

You were blocking my light. [ Said less forcefully than she wanted it to sound. She tries to ignore that by busying herself with more papers. ]

[tragicomedienne]

Just for that? You should have just moved! [What a freak.] I can stand where I want.

[Though she's surly and stinging, the biggest bruise is rising on Nanami's pride, now that the shock of being slapped is wearing off. She clambers to her feet with little grace.]

Someone's just going to hit you back, you know! Do you think it's just your light that can be blocked?

[What a good threat.]

[perfectionisms]

[ An effective threat, actually. She clambers to her feet with a bit more grace... if it's possible to be graceful and seething with rage at the same time. ]

Do you think I'd let you? Do you think you're the first one to try? I refuse to walk under someone's shadow ever again!

[ And it escalated quickly. ]

i hit 'post comment' with my face buried in my hands....why

[tragicomedienne]

[As always, she's a better instigator than she is a finisher, too quick to act without thinking. Franziska isn't making a lot of sense, to her, so Nanami puts one hand on her hip and brandishes a figure, imperious in her retaliation.]

What are you even talking about? My shadow? Not many people even get the privilege! Maybe you don't deserve it!

All this because your brother let you down?

[Implied: Maybe you don't deserve that, either.

It's possible that she isn't really talking about Franziska anymore.]