OOC: Hey, I was planning those IC's for a long time, and I wasn't just going to trash it.
IC (Novia):
Novia trotted up the steps to her house. She kicked the door open, not wanting to waste time getting the key. She hurried inside, dropped her things, and ran upstairs. She could hear the footsteps of the female behind her. Novia turned to her parents' room. Right now, they were out of the house, at work. As she ran, she sang one line of a song over and over again.
"Make it go away..."When she was in the room, she saw the pole by the window. "This should do," she told herself, picking up the pole, and waited for the enemy to come.
