[Whatever, weird troll thing, get yourself killed, SEE IF SHE CARES.
Fiona waits, crossing her arms stubbornly over her chest and wondering how a... six year old? She still not too clear on that. How a six year old could be so horrifically obnoxious.
Still. She's a kid, so there's a part of her that instinctively forces her to watch even as Vriska salutes and enters the house.
And then Vriska starts screaming, and Fiona doesn't even think before taking off in her direction, moving as fast as the thick snow will let her. She doesn't have a plan, and she knows that those monsters everyone is talking about are pretty unbeatable, but she'll figure something out, and if it's a human, her chances are even better! Yeah! So she'll just push aside that immediate panic and focus on doing something instead as she reaches the door.]
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Fiona waits, crossing her arms stubbornly over her chest and wondering how a... six year old? She still not too clear on that. How a six year old could be so horrifically obnoxious.
Still. She's a kid, so there's a part of her that instinctively forces her to watch even as Vriska salutes and enters the house.
And then Vriska starts screaming, and Fiona doesn't even think before taking off in her direction, moving as fast as the thick snow will let her. She doesn't have a plan, and she knows that those monsters everyone is talking about are pretty unbeatable, but she'll figure something out, and if it's a human, her chances are even better! Yeah! So she'll just push aside that immediate panic and focus on doing something instead as she reaches the door.]