Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26414442-20150506015955/@comment-26208189-20150514022347

((It's all getting so intense. I LOVE IT))

One would say Trish was old-fashioned. She only used whatever digital when time needed it. Files? She kept them on parchemnt and paper. They were harder to find and easier to destroy. She only use computers whenever necessary. "I guess I could."

She dialed Sammy's MirrorPhone through a blocked number.

Sammy's MirrorPhone rang through a medley of One Reflection. "Shut off, shut off, shut off." He constantly tapped his phone until the timer had begun and he placed it to his ear. "Who is this?"

"The little witch you were talking of," Trishia said snarkily.

Sammy's face paled, as if his destiny came early. He wanted to alert the room of her presence in his phone.

Trishia rolled her eyes from where she lay, "You say anything and everything I have about you will be on MyChapter in the next ten minutes."

"Sure, yeah." Sammy answered nervously.

"Put the phone on speaker," she commanded, "I have a message for your little dead friends."

"Now, listen to me." She said in a commanding voice to everyone in the room, "The camera isn't mine. If you were smarter, you would know that this is a school with on-top se-curse-ity. Of course there'll be cameras. Second, you better be thankful I intercepted the footage before it got to Trollsworth and onto Grimm. I won't pass it on, if only Mister All-American here, opens up the Students Records files." Her voice was unnervingly and sickeningly sweet. "I swear on my Legacy. And I love my Legacy. Why would I break it?"

"You know what," she continued to speak, "As added bonus, I could ruin Grimm for you. Just grant me access to the digital Students Records folder and you can put all this behind you. It's a one-time deal. A thank-you and a pass to the Student Records will grant you reputation safety and a laugh at Grimm."

Trishia cackled out loud, almost waking her cousin. Forget the emperor's new clothes. This was a whole new poisonous, even for the swindling weaver. And she was doing this all for a laugh? Oh, Daddy would have been proud. She awaited their answers.