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</a><br/>Lydia<br/>Front Desk to the Anger Room<br/><a class="username" data-user-id="5743" data-username="@Briker" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/5743/">@Briker</a><br/><br/>Lydia watched as John ran across the lobby, dropping everything to the floor on his way. The blonde opened her mouth to try and stop him but she wasn’t able to manage a single word before he disappeared into the anger room hall. Sliding out from behind the front desk, she began picking up piece by piece of each item that she was able to carry, trying to clean up as she went along following him. When she found there was far too much for her to hold, she growled in frustration and just let it all fall back to the floor.<br/><br/>Finally catching up with the man, Lydia stepped into the doorway, ready to calmly, but sternly, explain to him the rules about littering and the like, but then she heard him mutter “anything you want or remember” as he stared at the control panel of an empty anger room. “Pretty much...” she said, her hidden anger slowly dissipating as she recognized the distress on his face. “Whatever your heart and mind desire, it can read it and recreate it with nothing but the touch of a button. It’s pretty neat...but also terrifying when you think about how much power it must contain to accomplish such a feat. Still, it has its uses and can be very helpful.” She put a hand on his upper arm and gently turned him to look at her, her face showing sincere concern for the man. “What’s going on? I’d like to help, if I can.” She said, keeping her voice soft.