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Message: <blockquote data-quote="izillama" data-source="post: 5951688" data-attributes="member: 79171">Rifling through her wardrobe, Clover finally came across her lovely Coach duffel bag. Well, if she was going to be a vampire in exile, it certainly would not do to be without a modicum of class! She nodded, as though that settled it and moved over to her bed, cooing at Icarus in his cage at her feet. He was holding up quite well, considering his owner was a vampire. She began to pack her carefully folded clothing into the bag. There were still dozens of designer outfits hanging neatly in her wardrobe, but for some reason, she had grabbed only her preppy school clothes: More skirts and shirts--much like what she usually wore--her old Catholic school blazer and a few sweaters which had been part of the fall and winter attire, more Mary Janes. She shook her head, and even she found it strange that she couldn't seem to shake the garb of her living days. She was a vampire now! She would be forever young. And even though she knew she wasn't beautiful, she was well aware that she had striking, classic looks. She could completely indulge in all the latest fashions for the rest of her unlife. How popular she would be!She raised an eyebrow as she realized just how many of her green and white tartan skirts she was trying to pack. Why couldn't she seem to move past these?"GLORY GLORY HALLELUJIA, GLORY GLORY HALLELUJIA, I'M WALKIN ON SUNSHINE  WHOOAA, I'M WALKING ON SUNSHINE WHOOAHH AND DOESN'T IT FEEL GOOD?!"Clover and Mindy's heads snapped up as they heard Koln yelling in the corridor, and Clover felt more blood drain from her already quite bloodless face. She set her jaw, a muscle working irritably at the corners as her eyes narrowed in fury, "That... imbecile!" And with that, she made a mad dash for the door to put an end to this nonsense before Public Safety showed up!</blockquote>

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