Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30559258-20170708044829/@comment-3991308-20170713050521

Macintosh had said the Legacy Day party was decent. Marlene Juniper was inclined to disagree. her brother had walked the podium last year, and she this year. He had looked the image of a perfect bird brother, but she had looked absolutely unfitting in her gown.

And now, at the dance, she was miserable and uncomfortable. There was no one in her near vicinity to talk to, and the Legacy Day dress she wore was totally throwing off her aesthetic. It was too white, too blood-splattered, too... ugh.

So, away from anyone's prying eyes (particularly those of the teachers), Marlene was behind a curtain, attempting to light a cigarette. She had gotten it off an older student -- some future doctor or whatever.

Unwittingly, she let the lighter slip from the hand, lighting the curtains ablaze.

Oh no.