[Her voice is deep, melodious. She doesn't sing, but she does chant the little spell with a lilting air.]
Ladybird Ladybird, fly away home. Your house is on fire, your children shall burn. Ladybird Ladybird, fly away home. Your house is on fire, your children shall burn. Ladybird Ladybird, fly away home. Your house is on fire, your children shall burn.
[And her tone changes with a snap, shouting:] Come look at me, you fucking bitch.
[Breath.]
I bet you're happy.
[Then quietly,] He was supposed to be the one to suffer.
[[ooc; Losing her shit after being cured of the plague, like I promised. Anyone who wants to just jump straight to action is welcome to. The folks she'd go to know who they are. For the rest, the doors are unlocked at the flat. Action threads come with a tw: self-harm.
This is also forward dated a few days, because I really don't tend to tag on weekends.]]
Ladybird Ladybird, fly away home. Your house is on fire, your children shall burn. Ladybird Ladybird, fly away home. Your house is on fire, your children shall burn. Ladybird Ladybird, fly away home. Your house is on fire, your children shall burn.
[And her tone changes with a snap, shouting:] Come look at me, you fucking bitch.
[Breath.]
I bet you're happy.
[Then quietly,] He was supposed to be the one to suffer.
[[ooc; Losing her shit after being cured of the plague, like I promised. Anyone who wants to just jump straight to action is welcome to. The folks she'd go to know who they are. For the rest, the doors are unlocked at the flat. Action threads come with a tw: self-harm.
This is also forward dated a few days, because I really don't tend to tag on weekends.]]
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