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Message: <blockquote data-quote="izillama" data-source="post: 4610497" data-attributes="member: 79171">Stepping from the shower stall, Clover looked disparagingly at her uniform, which lay in a crumpled heap in the wet tile floor. She shuddered at the sight of it. Her white shirt was stained with blood. She could not remember, however, where this blood had come from. The police officer? The other vampire? The bull? Herself? It was also stained with sewage.She sighed. It would have to be disposed of. Grabbing her shirt daintily, she tossed it into the trash bin. Next so looked at her skirt. It seemed like nothing a good run through the washing machine couldn't fix. But still. It stunk. Wrinkling her nose, she also tossed it. And her stockings--ripped and shredded. When all was said and done, she was left with only her shoes (which were also a bit worse for wear, but she would have to find replacements for these, first). She sighed, carefully holding her scuffed black Mary Janes in the middle of the bathroom and appraising them as though she had never seen such things before. She wrapped her towel tighter around her, then practically jumped out of her skin as the door suddenly opened and two girls walked in. They stopped dead in their tracks at the sight of her. She was not known to be one to shower so early in the day. In fact, she was also known for being very modest. Clover realized that Alice and Jasmine probably thought that Clover had finally lost it--standing in the middle of the bathroom clad only in a towel at 4AM. (it was not strange for the two of them, though, as they were both on the swim team). Alice spoke tentatively. She was one of the few girls in the dorm, besides Mindy, who ever even acknowledged her, "Um... Angie? Are you... feeling alright? It's pretty early in the morning... on a Sunday."Clover stood frozen for a moment, holding her shoes and standing next to her ruined school uniform, now trashed in the garbage. If she could blush, she would.Murmuring, "Excuse me. I've been feeling a little... sick," she pushed past them and threw herself back into her dorm room across the hall, slamming the door and pressing herself against it as though they would be breaking in to find her any second. She looked up and saw Koln staring at her from the floor while Ruby cuddled Icarus in a motherly fashion. Clover--again--wanted to blush. Koln was here. She averted her eyes in embarrassment, internally wishing that he would excuse himself for just a fraction of a second, if he were any sort of decent priest!</blockquote>

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