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"Hey, some people are totally worse. You at least hit the thing a few times without breaking anything." She grinned crookedly, trying not to envision Jessie breaking her poor face on the evil heavy bag, before going to work, turning herself to the bag. "You should have proper footwork, though. And y...

The clock read 12:38, and Gwen was on her way out of the library, feeling out of sorts from the various problems life had seen fit to throw at her. Various angst outside of school had piled up on her, and even with the stability that Westbrook gave her, it wasn't much of a refuge. She felt alien her...

Lunch break; Gwen had just popped into the library to return a book, just some stuff she'd had to cram for the term paper she'd just written up. After congratulating herself for avoiding the painful accrue of library fees, her eyes caught the corner of Mia's paper. Despite the events of Monday, she ...

Meanwhile, Gwen was sweating away on the treadmills, running in great lopes with her strange insectoid feet. It had been official - she had tried walking across the biggest bridge on Founder's Falls and her legs got tired far faster than she'd liked. All that time flittering around on insect wings w...

Oh, Arthur. The wasp girl gave him such a look while he critiqued Roach on his way out. "You should carry scorecards around with you, dude. Arthur Rawlings, banter critic, here to school your smack-talk!" She put two chitinous fingers to her cheek as the thought cogitated inside her brain. "You coul...

She almost choked on laughter when he really started going. What kiss? Was this some kind of act, or was he seriously going off the deep end? And considering the place for three months - yeah right. The kid was firing blanks, so to speak, and the more he talked the more Gwen wanted to shake her head...

"Aww, poor baby. Did I hurt your feelings?" Gwen asked sardonically as she leaned forward against the back of the couch, grinning at him. Those insults of his missed the mark, for sure - after all, there was no freaking way that Roach could be scoring better than Gwen right now, not with her having ...

She'd have to have handed it to him, that remark did piss her off - probably not the way he intended it, though. Her eyes narrowed just a little bit, thinking back to the Dodgers, what she had left behind coming here... but she wasn't going to tell him about her circumstances; wasn't going to tell h...

"Serious talent, huh? Yeah, I guess they did lax their standards after I showed up. Guess that explains how you got in," she returned fire with a smirk, enjoying this. "But it's good to see you too, dude." Or good to be forewarned of you anyway, she thought grimly to herself. She was going to have t...

Of all the people to run into in this crazy school. Of all the people, it had to be this guy, didn't it? Plague roused from her stupor to stare into the face of a very familiar individual... Roach Copeland, the crazy psychic dude, who to her mind was either a two-bit thief or a paranoid conspiracy t...