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Characters: Santana
Setting: Library, Pool, Open Area, and Cathedral
Format: Starting action, will match
Summary: Various scenarios, Santana is around the tower
Warnings: ...Santana is a warning in herself

Floor 3 - Library
[Santana doesn't really know why she's in the library. She could read a book and pretend she cares about her schooling but she really doesn't. If she doesn't have class why bother studying? She kind of wishes that the computers had access to more than the network, what she would give to look at Facebook and catch up with her friends outside of this tower. You may find Santana roaming the shelves or yelling obscenities at the computer for not having full internet access.]

Floor 7 - Pool
[To let off some steam and to stay in shape for when she gets back, Santana decides to go swimming. Without looking if anyone else was in the area she strips her clothes and changed into one of the provided swim suits. She dips a toe into the water and tsks at how cold it is before backing up a few steps and diving in with the intention of swimming laps.]

Floor 11 - Semi-Outside
[Again trying to keep in shape Santana is running through old Cheerio routines and generally doing gymnastics to keep flexible.]

Floor 13 - Cathedral
[Santana walks in awkwardly, it's been a while since she's been in a church and the whole thing just reminds her of how much she misses her grandmother. Slowly she walks into on of the aisles and sits down, staring straight ahead] I miss you Abuelita.

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[Romeo was walking through the library when he found the girl screaming at the computer. He frowned, he was more wary around adults now then he had been before he went back to Milano, but he still didn't think that she should be shouting such things.]

They are bad words miss, and you're suposed to be quiet in the library! [His voice was quiet, and he was safely out of hitting or grabbing range, if she got angry he could run.]

[She turns around in her seat and looks at the boy who interrupted her with an obviously annoyed look on her face] Look kid, I don't care where we are, if you want quiet then go to your room. I'm allowed to be pissed because I can't get and fucking internet here. I have a life that needs to be kept up with and being stuck in this tower still is really cutting it off.

[Romeo frowns, she wasn't being very nice, but also he didn't understand why she was upset] What's internet?

Are you serious? What backwards place are you from where you don't know what the internet is?

[He pulls a face] I'm from Switzerland and it's not backwards at all! They didn't have internet in Milano either.

[so, santana. how do you feel 'bout those grown-up trolls.

the only reason he'd be here was due to it being a result of his many explorations of the tower-- obvious religious iconography aside, there wasn't a stone to be left unturned by him. and he really didn't have a problem with the desecration of objects considered 'holy' by others. maybe it'd snap them out of their stupidity. but then, that intelligence level (or lack thereof) would have to go pretty deep to believe in such fantastical nonsense in the first place.

her words don't go unheard, whatever the case.]

How foolish.

[and there'll be a crash of some-sort behind her as something potentially sacred if knocked over.]

[Sadly these adult trolls are some of her least favorite people. She challenged Condesce and, well, got skewered. Since then she's pretty much been avoiding all of you.]

[Now Santana wasn't as religious as her family would have liked her to be. She believed in God and went to church from time to time, prayed occasionally but nothing too major. She was only here because it was somewhere she could go to feel closer to her grandmother, wherever she is, alive or not.]

Are you fucking serious? [she turns around to see who is breaking things in church and, goddammit, it's an older troll. Memory tells her to back down but Santana never was good at backing down] People are doing holy stuff in here, do you mind?

Sweetie, I'm pretty sure Europe has internet connection too. [but this is the tower, she sighs] What year is it for you?

[He frowns as he thinks, he isn't really sure of the exact year but he remembered that Doctor Casella told him once] Eighteen hundred and... I don't know miss but Eighteen Hundred and something.

Eighteen hundreds?! Wow kid, I feel bad for you. The future is so much better. You have no idea what you're missing.

[He smiles] I heard that the future has dinosaurs and flying machines and everyone is free, it sounds nice miss but I never heard of internet before.

Uh no, the past has dinosaurs. We have flying machines but not everyone is really free. You're free if you're not different, or else you're a freak and everyone hates you.

The internet is like the best thing ever.

[He frowns] But Molly's from the future and she has dinosaurs.

[He frowns even more] I thought that sounded to good, but Molly and Rory said everyone was free in the future.

[he fixates her with a stare that's far from friendly-- quite the opposite, actually. hostile, though not overly so, nor to the point where it looks like he's deliberating on attacking.

because he's not the grand highblood. words portraying aggression? he was used to it. maybe something else. he preferred to have a reason, at least, no matter how small. the smallest of sneers curl his lip as he studies her, violet gaze flicking low then back to meet her own. at least, she seemed human enough in his eyes-- that would already explain a few things.]

The better to rouse you from your stupidity.

[the troll arches a brow, then looks away from her. this table here? time to overturn it.]

Molly's that hyperactive little girl? I bet she lied to you, a big imagination she has.

Look kid, you're free if you're like everyone else.

[guess who is angry] Don't you dare call my religion stupid! Don't you have anything that you believe in or a place that's special to you?

[His eyes darkened and he glared at her. Even if she was an adult Molly was his best friend ever! She would never lie to him!]

She would never lie! She's a good person! Don't say things like that about Molly she's not hyperactive [He has no idea what that means] and she never lies and your just being rude and mean!

Yeah, right. Like good people don't lie all the time. Sometimes lying is essential to being nice, and do you even know what hyperactive means? Funny, you realize that I'm mean but you can't realize that she may be lying to you.

Lying is never nice, lying is a bad thing to do! [But hadn't Alfredo lied to him, and told him everything was going to be okay when really he was dying...]

Well most of the time lying is bad, and I bet it's not a nice thing to say. Molly is my best friend, we swore friendship eternally to each other she wouldn't lie to me and I know your mean because you said nasty things about her.

I only speak the truth.

No you're not you're just being nasty. I bet you don't even know Molly!

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