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*It's late dusk, and there is a certain young-looking gothic lolita sitting at a table outside of Building 6, slowly sipping a cup of tea and flipping through a book.

If you pass by, you may get the very distinct sense that she is horribly judging you.*

(ooc: Geez, lots of people! And they probably all hate Rachel now. I'm going to bed, will resume tagging tomorrow!)

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[steadfastest.livejournal.com]

[Xander is out for a walk when he feels something strange. Something he hasn't felt since being back in the halls at Sunnydale High. Something...horrible.]

Why do I feel like I just walked by the popular table?

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*And she just scowls a bit. Clearly she is busy with her tea, Xander. You are interrupting her with your rhetorical questions.* The what?

[weightlesscrab.livejournal.com]

[ Well then. Guess what.

Someone passing by is horribly judging you right back. ]

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*Oh, you do not want to get into a judge-off with Rachel, sister. SHE HAS LOTS OF PRACTICE.*

My, the atmosphere seems to have suddenly grown more foul.

[redsynonymhere.livejournal.com]

[with a parasol, even if it is that late

and OH NO YOU DON'T]

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*Rachel has one of those, too! It's just folded. Tea comes first. And OH YES SHE DOES. Feel that eye of judgment on you! What on earth is with that little mop on top of your head?*

damn you for tempting me

[kakeravoyager.livejournal.com]

[It's sort of hard for Bern to miss seeing Rachel on her way back to the building she lives in. But Rachel does catch her eye, since she's sure she would have noticed such a stand out presence before. That alone makes Bern sure the other is new.]

What an odd place to have a cup of tea at. [Also she sees your judging and counters it with indifference]

Victoly!

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Is it really? The moon is visible from here.

[outwalks.livejournal.com]

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*This vibe is someone thinking that your little facial marking is horribly ugly, Allen.*

Hey, we can have a troll bandwagon here

[blackenedchaos.livejournal.com]

[And because one just can't have tea and read a book in peace any more, Rachel can judge away at the demon who just appeared out of nowhere nearby.

Don't worry, he doesn't care, he's just going to glare back. He's judging Rachel just as much, and finding her quite lacking so far.]

Wheeeeee! A troll party.

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*And now a frown.* If you persist on looking at my person in that manner, I shall make you wish you hadn't ever started.

[donaldtrumpcard.livejournal.com]

[Oh, no you didn't just try to judge Shino.

Know what have the most blankest blank glance you'll possibly ever receive in your eternal life.]

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*Rachel doesn't try. She already is judging. Judge judge judge.

And the glance is met by a glower.*

[pileof-ashes.livejournal.com]

[/judges back]

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*Scathing look of superiority!*

[sofar-sogr8.livejournal.com]

[Sonny's walking back to her building, walking past Rachel, and that judging look is making her slightly uneasy. She slows down a bit, trying to subtly analyze that look.]

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*That slowing down? Makes her judge you even more.*

[sapphire-sniper.livejournal.com]

[He'll see your scathing glare of judgment and raise you a distinctly unflappable air of confidence. The kind where even if you proved it mathematically impossible for him to be half as awesome as he acts like he is, he'd still disagree. And maybe even be right. Have a flirtatious smile and a wink too. Yeah she looks younger than he claims to like's em- but that's not gonna stop him with messing with someone with that sort of look on their face.]

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*Your flirtatious smile, Michel? Is met by this.*

[bang-ihaveagun.livejournal.com]

[This look? This look would be judging if he hadn't already judged you.

Instead, he's just wondering who the heck drinks tea at night.]

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Oh. It's you. *Said dully.*

[uncutejade.livejournal.com]

[ Doesn't care about you possibly judging him because a). it's Jade and b). OMG TEA. ]

I don't suppose you could spare a cup of whatever you're having.

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I could.

What would you offer in return?

[capital-justice.livejournal.com]

[Flynn will just start passing by, until he realizes that he knows that little girl. That little noble girl who made him move a giant ass armchair halfway across the village.

...

Might as well say hello.] Isn't it awfully late to be outside with tea?

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I prefer to read by the light of the moon.