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Cordelia Brooks
UN: Galanthusnivalis

STATUS: Student, 12th Grade

ACCOLADES: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

BIO: President and founder of the Academy's cooking club! Please contact me if you'd like the club to provide food for an upcoming event.

© TESSISAMESS

"Hi, you've reached Lia! I'm not available at the moment, but if you leave your info, I'll get back to you ASAP!"

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while weiss is unpacking

[rwbyrose]

SOS
Need help!!!!!!

[buddinghopes]

What's going on? Are you okay?

[rwbyrose]

i slammed the door in my new roommate's face and i think she hates me now

night of prom

[rwbyrose]

Lia? Is everything okay?

[buddinghopes]

Yeah, I'm just kind of mad mostly. I was already gonna leave early, but that announcement kind of killed my mood

[rwbyrose]

I get it. Not exactly the kind of thing you wanna hear at prom.
Are you worried about what might happen to you?

[rwbyrose]

Hey, it's me. Just letting you know that I'm heading out to Australia now, so you won't hear from me for a while.

I promise I'll come back though, and we'll have tons of fun in the swimming pool!
Stay safe, ok? See you soon!

[buddinghopes]

I'll stay safe, I promise.

Good luck!! Go kick that stupid lich's butt!! (*•̀ᴗ•́*)و ̑̑

July 25th

[yokeye]

[A little before noon, there is a soft rapping on Lia's door, followed by a deep, calm voice.]

Miss Brooks?

[If she's in, she will find a tall man with a goatee and thick glasses standing outside. He is Toki's current personal guard, and here to facilitate this potential social interaction. Toki stands further back from the doorway, wearing a harness backpack with an attached leash, which the guard holds firmly.]

[buddinghopes]

[She blinks in surprise after she answers the door.]

Can I... help you?

[Her eyes flick between the guard and Toki, looking a bit uncertain.]

[yokeye]

[The guard responds in a bored and rehearsed tone. He has nothing invested in this.]

Mr. Rikugou wishes to speak with you. Is this acceptable?

sometime near the end of august, obvs before her network post

[shiritai]

[ Sometime in the evening, at a funny sort of time for any visitors, there's a knock knock at Lia's door. ]

[buddinghopes]

[.... Huh, that's definitely an odd time for any visitors, and her friends probably would've let her know they were dropping by....

Welp, she'll just mosey on over to the door and answer it.]

Hello?

[shiritai]

[ And the door opens to Violet – or, to Lia's eyes, an unfamiliar girl with her hands folded neatly in front of her and a pull-along luggage case at her side. She looks almost a little surprised to see that anyone had answered at all – she'd mostly knocked out of politeness, to make sure she wouldn't be just bursting in, but she'd been hoping that her new roommate would be absent long enough for Violet to unpack her things and make herself scarce.

... Oh, this girl's still looking at her expectantly and – oh, this is already going terribly. ]

Um– good evening. [ Violet dips her head politely. ] My name is Violet and... I think the two of us are to be roommates?

9/23, phone text messaging

[lifeforced]

hey I got my stuff unpacked

my room's in lumiere, 201

where's yours

[buddinghopes]

oh no

oh NO you poor soul

Lumiere's 2nd floor is cursed I swear there's only two other people on that floor

The good news is I'm only two floors above you though, Lumiere 403!

[lifeforced]

I'd tell you not to mess with me here but

considering where we are, guess I'll have to bite

cursed how

in their room, some morning during December after gifting has started being a thing

[lifeforced]

[Becky's already awake and poking her way through some of the gifts she's started receiving for the holidays, setting aside the boxes of cookies and macarons, and reading the card that came with one of those boxes, before turning her attention to the little envelope that only indicates that it's for her without there being anything telling who it was from.

She opens it as carefully as she can, on the off chance that whatever is inside could be damaged if she opens it too quickly, then stops herself rather abruptly when she sees what it is, before pulling it out and turning it over in her hands a few times as if making sure it's actually there.]

What— What the FUCK?!

[Lia, if you're not already awake yourself, that bitty f-bomb's probably gonna do the trick.]

[buddinghopes]

[Yeah, that did the trick. Lia's never been an especially heavy sleeper but that f-bomb has her sitting up, rubbing at her eyes--]

Becky?! What happened, did something blow up?!

12/14, phone call

[unlogic]

[Phone call, Lia. Whoever it is isn't yet in your contacts, but it's not a private number. It also doesn't look like any of the numbers that are commonly spoofed for automated spam calls or anything, either.]

[buddinghopes]

[?????????

Picking up!]

Hello?

in their room, late July when Things Are Happening

[lifeforced]

[Becky's at her desk, replaying the video attached to a certain network post once to make sure she'd heard all of that correctly. She isn't involving herself with the post in question, both because she doesn't think her doing so would help anything, and because—

Oh, what the FUCK you guys

—Lia's got it covered.]

Y'know, I actually invited him to drop in on club stuff after that whole egg-cake thing he did. Seriously wondering if that was a good idea, now.

[buddinghopes]

That's still not a bad idea, honestly. I think having more things to do would at least curb...

[Holding up her phone.]

This.

text

[ninehilist]

During this...

so

Re: text

[buddinghopes]

[Somehow, she should have expected this.]

Yes?